Poade and somewhat Bewildered when I said one night boozing was enough but come Saturday night I was up for it. So he came round and off we went to catch the bus in the centre of the village. That of course meant…
a quick pint in the Rainbow weather the bus was due or not. In fact we rushed those beers but there was no need to. We meet Beas and Copper at the bus stop and then waite3d and waited and waited.
The bus came and in we went to a warming fire, huge Christmas tree and much merriment. Joined by some others as the night went on we had a lovely old time.
To the point were Beas insisted we didn’t get the last bus home but to get a taxi later. Seemed a good idea at the time….