Mr Hanky, the Christmas poo, has had a rest and can
now catch up on the festive Blogs. All
dressed in red, white, green and Christmassy things; we met at Reptile
downstairs in the salubrious Car-Over Lounge. From there we embarked on a simple but
eventful little jaunt.
Sprint to Seymour’s upstairs, $50 of pots poured
quickly for the first in. Welcome back Forrest and Bubba. A couple of carols
then fast to the Freight Bar, upstairs, more pots lined up, sung some carols
and we then headed four skin see and serf where Boot Laces hosted and shouted
beer for quite a while. We had some
charging and chugging. “Hark; the herald
angels sing, Spence has torn another ring.”
On to I wish Murphy’s where Normal invited himself to sit and sup at the smorgasbord of tasty
tarts. Some shirt swapping was enacted
with Morgan’s friend. Carols came thick and fast.
Up to the Grand for last port of call and some
carrollingus before the on-home to Car-Over for dinner and more drinks and
everything ran like clockwork. Orange and red party lights, music and all. The only charging then was battery charging for
the powered wheel chair of a buddy we picked up along the way. (Reary was beside himself with
disconcerted non-concern and much ado about nothing?) He said; “You’d better watch out, you’d better not
cry. You’d better not pout I’m telling you why. Rear Entry comes from behind”
More and more drinks and Wowdy singing his widdle heart out till the last there saw Tuesday
and wandered home? “Cum she told me I’m Dumber and Dumb.” Our wonderful hosts, Dumb and Num Num were then free to lock up and leave for their own cosy cot.
Next Week’s Run (that was 29 Dec): Jack
and Flo Jo Theme;
Danish Blue Venue Loch Avenue
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