[F] Ealing 7(ish) Meet Report
Colette Reap
Alex having called an Ealing meet, the following reprobates turned up
at the Wheatsheaf at approximately the appointed time:
Alex TEH
The Damerell
Mike Knell
Adrian Wragg
Mark Lowes
Lady Kayla
Ben Chalmers
Ben Halstead
Helen Highwater
Tim Hunt
The Bellinghpeople
Simon Callan
Paul Rood
The Vodka Vixen
BSL Simes
Rob Collier
Darrel Ottery
Gideon Hallett
Dave Sullivan
A. Lurker and her German friend
and by phone, TRSZ.
A big meet, you will agree. Many things were talked about, and at
least two people were celebrating - it was Tim's birthday yesterday,
and The Bellingwoman was (still) celebrating some very good news on
the work front. We tried to ring Rocky to wish him a happy birthday
for tomorrow, but couldn't get through.
Paul admitted that that he had little between his ears.
Colette told Adian to 'Get his hand out of that raccoon's bottom'
Mike told BSL Simes that he couldn't loom under a table.
Adrian had great fun when he found he could use his umbrella as a kind
of raccoon rocket launcher, and discovered that he could propel a
raccoon 2 table lengths.
Lots of mutual 'Well are *you* going to the Clarecraft do, then'
questions were asked, and most answered in the affirmative.
There were many conversations along the three tables that we had
pushed together to accommodate us all.
At chucking out time a bunch of people returned to the Bellinghome for
coffee - Mark, Kayla, Rob, Mike, Alex, Adrian, Darrell, Simes, Simon
and Ben Halstead. Fortunately the Bellinghome is related to the Tardis
(2nd cousin, 3rd removed, according to Darrell). After coffee was
drunk and various felines made a fuss of, those who were not staying
disappeared into the night.
All in all a very enjoyable night, and if anyone else can remember any
other details (like Paul diappearing into the gents with Alex's mobile
phone to talk to TRSZ, because the noise level in the bar made talking
and listening very difficult), please feel free to follow up with
additions.
Colette (a.k.a The Boojette, apparently)
--
The Goddess You Can Worship Between Services Without Ruining Your Appetite
The Red Salamander Zaruga
In article <33da8601....@news.demon.co.uk>,
god...@lspace.org wrote:
> Alex having called an Ealing meet, the following reprobates turned up
> at the Wheatsheaf at approximately the appointed time:
We were there at the coming of the Messiah? Dang these European time
zones. Ah well, you'll be getting Armageddon before us.;)
> and by phone, TRSZ.
"Help me Karen, my soul is trapped inside this cellphone." "Currently,
you're small, clad in leather, and also quite hot, but that's not so
different from usual." -Paraphrased: TRSZ and Vixen
> A big meet, you will agree. Many things were talked about, and at
> least two people were celebrating - it was Tim's birthday yesterday,
> and The Bellingwoman was (still) celebrating some very good news on
> the work front. We tried to ring Rocky to wish him a happy birthday
> for tomorrow, but couldn't get through.
You should've tried calling him instead of hitting him over the head with
a belling clapper. With his thick skull, it's no wonder you never got
through.;)
(Happy Birthday Rocky! For the love of God Montressor, marry me!)
> All in all a very enjoyable night, and if anyone else can remember any
> other details (like Paul diappearing into the gents with Alex's mobile
> phone to talk to TRSZ,
And then he locked the door behind us. I warned him to keep me in his
hand, and not in his pants, because talking to your zipper is liable to
get odd looks, bathroom or no.
> because the noise level in the bar made talking
> and listening very difficult),
Most of my conversations were on how difficult it was to converse.
> please feel free to follow up with
> additions.
7 + 58
-TRSZ
See you all in three weeks, except for Joann, who I'll see in three
days.:)
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