Being Friday the third day of July, 2015 ...

In sweltering conditions we occupied the Guide Hall once more with Dogsbody as facilitator.

Twice he ventured around a stormy peninsula ...

55.9800° S, 67.2892° W.
... but, my darling, when I think of thee!

Paul and Angela performed an uplifting song ...

I saw the light ... oh, glory!

Phil exhorted us to 'hold on' ...

Lynda's offering invited the question, "How many songs are there with blackbird in the title?"

... spread your wings.

Angela assured us that there never was a mining disaster in West Virginia, but she sang a lament for the casualties thereof ...

Elayne's rendition of Polly Oliver reminded us of school days, but my school would never have entertained cross-dressing!

She dressed herself up in her dead brother's clothes!
For music/lyrics see https://youtu.be/sRZ5vqSG0zk

For some obscure reason this was followed by conversation about a dog and a clarinet ...

Enlightenment required!

Did you know that you can play this anthem on the guitar?

Well ... Phil can!

We were pleased to welcome Alison, new to our gathering.
Although she was reluctant to perform herself, we observed that her lips were moving for the joining-inny things.
If that happens again, she will certainly qualify for a badge ...

Be encouraged, Alison.
We hope you'll come again.

Then Elayne and Angela sent us home via the Queen's garden ...

Now for an informative aside ...
Colin has lost his mobile phone, so if you want to make contact with CFC, please use this land-line: 01243 574021.
Berry's response, (q.v. below in comments,) was most helpful.

Then, being 6th July, 2015, look what I found ...

• "Where did you find it?"
• "In the rosemary bush ... it must have fallen out of my pocket while I was watering it."
• "Does it still work?"
• "Yes, but Rosemary has used all my credit!"

So, mobile number 07798 517523 still receives, but that might change when my new phone arrives.

Being Friday the 26th day of June, 2015 ...

On this day in 1977 this man performed his final concert in Indianapolis ...

On this day of 2015 Bob received further pearls of wisdom from CFC's elder statesman ...

Berry then declared his continuing loyalty to the throne ...

I'm gonna make Her mine!

Dogsbody sang a song that was neither soppy nor sentimental.
Indeed, it was particularly bad as he went a-catching of talpidae ...

Elayne confessed a love of Disney ...

A rumour circulated that Phil might have been over-dosing on happy pills, or perhaps he'd just been on a pun-workshop ...

• What's your dog's name?
• Haemorrhoid.
• Why do you call him that?
• Because he's a pain in the a*se!

Ken indulged in parody from the basement ...

Mave blessed us with this home-going offering ...

It has been reliably reported that Thames Water is recycled at least

seven times through the human body before it emerges from your tap.

Is that why it is so sweet?!

Being one day after the 18th of June, 200 years on ...

We lamented ...

No, Mr Carthy, MBE, wasn't there, but Roger done it good.

On a happier note, Angela encouraged us to join in a song to wish a certain senior participant further years of mortal toil ...

How old are you now?
we sang.

Berry couldn't remember his age, but he gave us this clue:

"I must have been born soon after the Dambuster's raid on Germany."

So work that out.

... and there was cake!

Berry claims to have made it himself.

Dogsbody, who achieved only a D for O-Level French, was confused by Phil's reference to sans pantalon.

Now, should that be 'pantalon' or 'pantalons'?

Why do pants always come in pairs?
Why is 'brassiere' a singular noun?

Mike P. had a theory about bridges ...

Bridges are meant for burning!

Continuing the war-like theme, Tony sang of mutilation ...

 "By God, sir, I've lost my leg!", exclaims Lord Uxbridge.
Wellington replies, "By God, sir, so you have!"

We went northwards with Paul ...

... remember a holiday ...

Welcome back, Elayne. We've missed you ...

Elayne's offering was unkindly described as soppy, sentimental ...

 and utterly charming!
Dogsbody apologised later ... see earlier post for explanation.

Mave's boyfriend had difficulty with a motor vehicle ...

So Mave boarded the last train from
a Lancashire mill town.

Then, in Debbie's company, we reverted to Napoleonic times ...

... and we went home very peacefully.

Folk at the Chapel, 06/06 ...

Some of you have kindly asked, "How did it go?"

Well, here we are ...

"This evening's lesson is written in The Penguin Book of English Folk Songs!"

How did it go?

... Who am I to judge?

Our very serious countenances in this photo are simply indicative of intense concentration.
Actually, we were truly enjoying ourselves!
(The photographer apologises for not including Lucy in the above image. Where was she?)

Many thanks to Angela, Paul, Roger, Mick and Lucy for your cooperation, encouragement, advice and support.
I really appreciate the time and effort you all put in for this venture.
It was a genuine privilege for me to be counted among such accomplished musicians.

Thanks also to Stuart and Jan for inviting us, and to all who came along.
... and to the photographer!