Sunday - Anything Goes

One more sleep before we start work.   I finally got here about 4.00pm after a mixed journey.  For once, I came across the Cotswolds which should have been quiet but there were hordes of powerful motorbikes, thirty or forty at a time, very fast and very loud. 

I did quite well on most of the dreaded M25, which was good.  The first person I saw at the hotel was the lovely Barbara, then there were loads of friends sitting in the foyer, having cups of tea and coffee and lots of chatting.  It was at least an hour before I finally got up to my lovely little room.

We had decided that a party of over 20 of us might be a bit much for the Brasserie in the hotel, so our catering manager had booked a large table at our usual pub.  Lynne Bishop was given the title of Queen of the Table by the waitress.

Queen of the Table

We were a generally well-behaved lot, but there was lots more chatting going on.

Here is our Queen again, checking her economy, I think.  I reckon her clipboard was the wrong colour.  It should have been red to reflect her status.

Thank you, Lynne, for sorting it all out for us.

Now, it is time to put the lights out, turn the TV off, read a bit and get some sleep.  See you tomorrow, some of you on here and some of you in the workshop.  Night night, sleep tight, mind the bugs don't bite.