So anyway...

Our final ever night (only been four, or was it three?) at this location. Commiserations to Chris as it is walking distance for him.

The venue isn't quite as quiet on a Wednesday as the gaffer said and the darts room is a bit small and cosy when the thousands of groupies and punters descend on it.

Our final night was a cracker though. Reg and Gary turned up and displayed their popular double act. Mike ragged those blues man. Richard was on form. Chris brought his Hofner (I'm green to the gills with envy.). Albert reminds me a decent seam bowler. Line and length, every delivery consistent. The rookery brought his pretend Martin and it didn't sound bad for a copy. The other Ian nicked my new toy (baritone guitar) and wowed us. A newcomer by the name of Colin sang some lovely songs, including one of my favourites and I brought up the rear.

Next week Wheatsheaf at Belton. Then alternating with The Red Lion at Epworth. Although for the first one there, I've managed to forge one of Backwoodsman's leave passes and will be playing with my bucket and spade.