Finally got home all in one piece despite the &%#$*@! Eurostar getting stuck in the tunnel for an hour and a half!

Many thanks to all concerned for a great weekend, especially Sid and Val, Mrs Duck for the organizing, Bill for very kindly putting me up (up with me?) and ferrying me around and all the fantastic music and song from all those too numerous to mention individually.

I have some very special photos from Patrish's bellydancing class for which I provided some utterly fake, very vaguely Easternish-sounding music. When duly processed I will scan and post these and I am sure they will quite memorable. What was that pose? Happy face and smiling hips or something like that?!!

Lady McMoo has heard some of the stories (censored of course) and has become quite jealous.

Liz the Squeak! I missed you and you promised to wear leather for me specially! Never mind, I'll send you a picture of me fiddling with my big Virago to make you drool!

All the best to everyone

mooman (TAFKA mcmoo)