Somewhat sparsely populated this afternoon,but our voices filled the space. Beer was consumed. And a good time had by all, including the hapless folk who wandered into their favorite watering hole, not expecting to hear rowdy songs of the sea.

I'll post what we sang tomorrow.

Right now I'm sipping a cold margarita and recovering from sitting at the sunny side of the table where the temperature was a good twenty degrees higher than the rest of the pub or even the outside. The advantage, though, to having that bright sunlight on my back was that I didn't need my reading glasses.

Linn