`twas a really lovely evening. It started with some mild confusion when Don Basilio `phoned me saying that he was in the forecourt, on his `phone to me with one hand held up. I did a quick scan of the
packed forecourt, saw him and after some turn left, no, bit more, over here, NO,
left! I`m
waving!, contact was made.
In order of appearance (roughly)
Don Basilio
trj
Notoriously Bombastic
Martle
Autoharp (with all appalling cold)
Ollie (yay!)
Jstruthio
Marbleflugel
Richard
tinners
Ian
Ruth (with broken shoe)
Great evening. The last I heard. Marbs, Ruth ollie, Jatruthio and possibly NB were heading in the direction of a Chinese restaurant. Richard, tinners and Mort, being good clean living sorts, consigned themselves to the mercy of the Northern and Circle lines in an attempt to get home. Richard suffered cruelly at the hands of the Circle line.
As for Martle and his mittins ... well that`s another story entirely, boys and girls
Really nice to see you all, either again or for the first time.