Curry Night

A practice started many years ago, for the husbands of the women who knew each other well from playgroup/school, to gather every now and again for a curry at our local Indian Tandoori.  A bit of social catch-up as they didn't see each other every day, or were able to socialise in the playground like we did.

The practice has continued, and grown, despite the women's day time catch-ups fizzling out as our kids got older.  Tonight 30+ local men are meeting at The Crown and taking over the restaurant, Martin is amongst them.

This is him walking out of the door, and since I've got time to fiddle with Photoshop, I transformed him into a cutout.