In the White Lion where we met up and did some drinking and eating.
Look! a smiling Ferret and Gordon.
Richard, Marianne, Dave (Reply Address in .sig) and David (Reid).
Richard being photographed after doing it to me.
Dave, Gordon, Juliette, Toby and Andrew.
Brian and Soo (Gordon's dotter).
Dave being photographed after doing it to me.
Dave, eating. Is it just me or does he look a bit like Paul Simon?
Half a David, Sharon (pending) and Dave.
Juliette, Simon, Marianne, Dave and Sharon. I think Simon is trying to tell me about a horse in the 4th race.
Gordon, the hero of the day who organised the boink.
What the hell is that? Oh it's me.
Doug and Gill. That's Gill not Jill, and chickens were not expected any way.
Soo and David, who is practicing his Roger Moore impressions.
Then we all marched over the road to the museum of industry.
A herd of snugglers stampede from Pub to museum.
From left to right, Dave, Simon, Brian, David, Gill, Richard, Marianne, Dan.
Not a dark satanic mill. Just the museum of industry.
A fine example of a punched paper tape controlled weaving machine.
Simon demonstrates how to plat 5 ropes, which is, I am sure, a very useful skill.
At last we walked across town, in the rain, to get to the Yang Sing restaurant.
Zo�looking damp in the rain outside the Yang Sing.
Zo�found the food a little rich. Actually she is practicing the use of chop sticks using her rings as bait.
The remains of a Yang Sing meal.
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