Last Tuesday we helped Patricia in toasting her ton-up mum.
Neil started the meeting with a wet but fruity welcome, and Ellie took over in her inimitable style.
Patricia toasted a life of a hundred years, and Norma presented the second installment of her educational on toastie roles [or is that rolls].
First time tt master Ray tested our imagination. Gerry tiddled and winked. Sue showed what a sly gambler she could be, also what a mother hubbard [16 kids???]. Pam was too busy for movies, but not the Cust Fire Brigade's full Monty. Norma showed what a Royalist she is, and anticipated a right royal rave up. Ellie's time machine took her to the 60's and I think she invented non stick pictures [but were there really any good old days?]. Finally Erika's integrity was tested and she came out smelling of roses [but hoping she may benefit in three months time].
The bard soared to the heights of poetic culture and license, and so another best night of the week drew to its inevitable conclusion, just to start again in seven days time.
Regards to all, Gerry
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