Yeah, apologies in advance to Rick Kane for missing his usual Wednesday night gig. Got to go and dance under the moon instead. We tried to get flattop to come along for that too, but no go. We got a neat little leprechaun outfit made up for him special, with the little leather boots with the pointy toes, and the tunic, trousers and belt, and the nifty little cap as well, plus a cape with the slogan "Born to raise Heck!" printed on it. He declined, unfortunately. We were hoping that he would dance the hornpipe while Sophocleese played a medieval ditty on her recorder.

Sigh....

Well, maybe next time.

Banjer - where the heck are you from? Are you an Orillian? I like your limericks!