Da Boys in da Bow

Out to visit her auntie over at Ravelston - wee cakes and cups of tea. And the yakking cousin turned up which always speeds the time along.
Later it was out to meet a throng of blippers at the Bow for a gargle. Och, a walloping good time was had by all.. and Cascadian - what fine beer that is. And I'm sure some midsummer romp was arranged - I hope someone was taking notes.
But onward! For the Click Clack Club (aka Jazz Club!) were having their annual knees up to the one and only Pygmies. The music was so stomping, the atmosphere so infectious, that MrP just had get up there and shake his hips on that dance floor. The party season is surely upon us.