Monday, February 26, 2018

This British weather ...

We plan to meet on Friday, 2nd March, but ...

Here is the weather forecast for Thursday/Friday ...


The blue bits are SNOW!

It seems possible that we may have a severe weather warning for southern England.

This post will be updated on Thursday evening, and an executive decision regarding confirmation or cancellation will be e-circulated to our usual participants.

If in doubt, phone Colin: 01243 574021 or 07798 517523.


Saturday, February 24, 2018

Being Friday the Twenty-Third Day of February, 2108 ...

We began with an amicable dispute about who should be MC.
Berry was prepared.
Paul was relieved!

Here we are ...




Berry began by remembering this celebrity ...


I sometimes wish I was a kid again.

Unsurprisingly, we small few launched into a discussion about the political correctness of gender-orientated toothbrushes ...


Max sang about altitude ...


His eye is steady on the target.

Bryan considered piscine genetics ...


I'm a fish, so you're a fish!

Berry had difficulty attaching a capo to his harmonica ...




Here's Roger in the public domain ...
http://tindeck.com/listen/tdtm

Ken considered reconstituted fish ...


I'll stick to cod and chips!



As darkness deepened ...


Lead, kindly light ...



Saturday, February 17, 2018

Being Friday the Sixteenth Day of February 2018 ...

A cosy evening with Mike in the chair.

Mike gave an account of a diminutive pet dog ...


Gomez - leave that St. Bernard alone!
(RIP, Gomez!)

Laurie recalled a Winter Olympic success in 1984 ...



Oh dear, but it's out there on youtube.

Lynda engaged holiness ...

Hear the voice in the wind.

Dogsbody paid another visit to Greenland ...

... and we could not catch that whale.

"God is great," sang Les ...



and this is good too ...



Phil and Jane sent us home dreaming of this bridge ...

Follow me down ...

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Being Friday the second day of February 2018 ...

Look who came along ...



That's Matt and Amy.
Amy brought Mum and Dad, too.
Here's Mum ...



Compared with Amy's virtuosity, some of our own performances paled into delusions of adequacy, verging on mediocre and insignificance.

Here is an African Pygmy Hedgehog ...


Prickly, prickly, prickly
Peggy-Sue.

For more about Amy click here.

Thanks for the CD, Amy.