Being Friday the Eleventh of December, 2015 ...

With only 14 days to go before Christmas, the Guides have blessed us with a tree ...

Paul officiated, commencing with a sad old song ...

Elayne took us to Ellis Island ...

... when you're only fifteen years.

Jo and Graham remained fully clothed whilst dancing with trees ...

Mave took us on a journey to the emerald isle ...

John and Debbie provided seasonal music in sweet rejoicing ...

In Elayne's company we visited Middle Earth ...

Lynda had a message for us ...

Pre-Christmas greetings have been shared via the internet ...

From Mike P:

Dear CCFC stars,
May I take this opportunity to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
See you in 2016.
BW,
Mike

From Lynda:
Hello Folkie friends.
Instead of sending Christmas cards, I have decided to buy some Oxfam chickens (going cheep, of course!)
I'd be grateful if you could pass this on to anyone without email.

I can't join you at Christmas, but I hope you all have fun.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all.

Love, Lynda.

Dogsbody is following Lynda's charitable example.
Here are two nanny goats bound for Cambodia ...

Joyful Christmas and ...

Peaceful New Year.

Being Friday the fourth day of December, 2015 ...

So, what happened?

The first Christmas card arrived in the Dogsbody household.
Mrs Dogsbody insisted on decorating a tree ...

At the club ... nothing happened because we weren't there.

Anyway, here's some popular, seasonal music, possibly appropriate as the UK government has voted in favour in engaging in yet another, (so-called,) war ...

Being Friday the 27th day of November, 2015 ...

There are occasions when confusion appears to reign at the City Folk Club.
Those occasions usually arise on the fourth Friday of the month when Berry takes the chair ...

Notwithstanding we arrived to discover the hall decorated in festive mode ...

Lynda took us to fields of destruction ...

... while Phil worked on the railway ...

Dawn took comfort in the arms of a celestial being ...

Mave lamented about dirt and finding rodents in her pies ...

Bob's guitar-playing is regrettably temporarily disabled...

We wish him a speedy recovery.

During the interval Phil's magnificent instrument was much admired ...

Roger visited an Irish castle ...

I wish I was ...

And here's Roger in the early hours of the morning ...

Waiting for sunrise with
four hours to go.

We considered the work of Thomas Tallis, Ralph Vaughan Williams and an unknown Sottish bard ...

All long the ladies sit and weep ...

Paul led us in the closing number ...

Now, should that be heaving or hauling your anchor?

IMPORTANT REMINDER

We will not be meeting next Friday, 4th December, as the Guides will be in residence.

Back to normal on 11th December.

Then on 18th December we will be holding our 

FESTIVE PARTY.

• Free entry.
• Arrive early.
• Bring a plate of food to share and your seasonal music.

Being Friday the twentieth day of November, 2015 ...

Yes, this was the much-anticipated evening that we devoted to Children in Need ...

Paul brought along one of his few friends.

People brought along many wonderful prizes for the raffle ...

We thank everyone who donated, and particular thanks to Jane for selling raffle tickets.

So, how did we do?

We are pleased to announce that we have been able to donate £120.00 to help disadvantaged children throughout the UK.

Below is the evidence that your generosity has not been used to finance Dogsbody's extravagant lifestyle ...

OK, that was the important stuff.
Frivolous, obscure account of our doings follows:

Oh, dear - we're lost!

In spite of recent trauma and DIY surgery, Roger performed delightfully ...

John complained about having to eat green things ...

Why do I have to ...

Lynda sought to sell her labour at a rustic fair ...

There was a novel collaboration ...

We're gonna spite our noses
right off our faces.

Mike whacked a baby goat ...

Had a job and I lost it!

Angela, Paul and Roger ventured over death's river ...

... to a beautiful heaven.

Debbie reminded us thus ,,,

Children are the future.