Drib by drab, Ragged Ramblers arrived, clad in various assortments of Harris tweed, caps, deerstalkers and what not. Thadeus Basil-Snapper cooked up a glorious beef stew and we feasted heartily as Aunty Gary regaled us with hilarious stories of his hospitalisation with 'the stone'. Satiated, we retired to Munro Tweeder-Harris Esq's study, to watch Jack Hargreaves films. Here are some visual snippets of our evening for your delectation...
Huzzah!
I was in contact with Jack Hargreaves's daughter recently, and she told me that although his little shed was a TV set, he actually spent most of his time in a real one, just like it. Most reassuring.
ReplyDeleteAhh an evening of Out of Town a splendid idea, I shall have a glass of dandelion & burdock in my shed to celebrate the passing of the stone. Hope all’s well with the esteemed gentlemen of Ragged ramblers
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