Sunday, 18 March 2007


Dedicated to mothers.
Meths had confusingly set a sneakiest of trails but seemed to want to get us to find it in a hurry. Kanger was presented with her 100th momento, and keen too to down down, thanks to pippin for rousing the gang. Glaiket enjoyed revenging numerous miscreants. The bucket's getting colder, and so did the evening as we enjoyed a good humoured circle staying as the wind got up and the sun got down. At the onset of the blond jokes it was time to go.
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