I went down to the Sloop in Barton last night, to make the few Catters in there wildly jealous, but some arse reversed their rust bucket into Alfa at high velocity, and buggered off. Now I'm spending all day in Leeds trying to get it fixed up.

At least the Sloopers were dead jealous of our junket. Played Going to the Well, Bill, which went down well. Thanks for that one.

Thanks Susan for the addy's. Mrs S has circulated my creck telephone number.

Skipjack

ps Her with the half-mast trousers, she was kinda cute!