"Stoopid question, me duck, asking if we have any nails" says the bartender who is getting increasingly more pissed off with the ducks persistant questions asking for bread as he nails the ducks little webbed feet to the bar floor!!! "Na watch us get the 'duck liberation and duckish rights movement' protesting abart this......" Says the scruffy stranger in the corner.

Micca seems to have been downing the ciders tonight and decides it's about time he gave us all a song. He stands on the chair and starts. At first he starts and almost everyone looks up because the song seems to be a serious one......then.......Micca turns it into a parody!!!!!......People give a sigh of relief just to know that he is not ill!

The Tavern has celebrated Noreen's birthday and now it seems we have something else to celebrate. We all raise our glasses and toast Max on the impending new arrival to his household.....we keep the champagne on ice to wet the baby's head when it arrives....the new mudkitten.....