Being Friday the 29th day of July, 2016 ...

Berry, as MC, had to revise his imperious gravitas before everyone arrived ...

Nobody noticed.

Paul whistled and played a diminished chord - simultaneously.

Mike H. sang about an iconic agricultural machine ...

Please do not climb on ...

While Mave weeded her turmot plot by hand ...

Whatever imperious gravitas Berry had acquired was utterly lost when he did something colourful with Ken ...

Debbie adorned her hair with imaginary flowers and transported us to a famous US city ...

Being Friday the Twenty-Second day of July, 2106 ...

Angela brought chocolate ...

Thank you, Angela.

Here is a new face ...

I love my drone, sang John.

He went on to explain that 'drone', in this instance, is not a musical term ...

It's a pilotless killing machine.

Being Friday the 15th day of July, 2016 ...

There were tales of injury, imprisonment, gambling, cross-dressing, near-death experiences, one guilty goldfish and the usual broken hearts...

Phil confided about his grandfather's medication ...

Well, it was good enough for him.

Then we got on with the serious business: the meaning of life ...

"Why?" asked Brian.

That remains a conundrum to us all!

Being Friday the Eighth Day of July, 2016 ...

Mosely discovered a diminutive friend ...