Good evening and welcome to the Mad Over Fifties Club. First of all may I take a moment to thank Daisynonna for stepping into the breech and hosting our last meeting down at Daisy's Farm, and I must add, at very short notice too.
The tailcock for tonight is The Winning Post (year of the Horse)
Our hot plate special for tonight is a Buffet of Chinese Food, (well it is Chinese New Year after all) all the Chinese classics are there, and on the pudding trolley, apple fritters, and pineapple fritters! Later on we have Lion Dancers, and in the Home Cinema Room, we are showing a selection of Chinese films, Red Cliff (a personal favourite of mine) Crouching Tiger etc. and The House of Flying Daggers (visually stunning) Of course no meeting of the Mad Over Fifties would be complete without our selection of volly vonts, canopies and horses doovers, or a visit from everyone's favourite local band The Tone Deafs, this week they will be playing a selection of Golden Oldies, and as always the Minstrels will be back in the gallery with their usual Madrigals and toccattas.
Yet again owing to inclement weather the bungee will be out of use this evening, as will the hot tub, (too exposed up on those towers) Down in the cellars, the indoor pool is ready for use, and swimsuits are available for those who haven't brought one (skinny dipping is frowned upon at the Towers) Our library is well stocked with all the latest magazines and periodicals, the latest edition of "Cow Punchers Weekly" has only just arrived!
I must say I missed you all last week, and I was touched to read all of your messages wishing me a speedy recovery, thank you.
A warm welcome awaits all who dare enter these portals tonight.
I'm afraid you may have to wait until we have completed my memoir to find out how I did at the Institute Tony Sir. You may well be surprised by some of my revelations, even shocked maybe, it was very hard work earning the links in my chain of Retainership
humble apologies Madame, it was convenient and I started reminiscing about the past and I just couldn't help myself. I promise to use my own communications in future
From an ancient learning institution not that far from Nungate Towers, set to Gilbert & Sullivan libretto muzak,
"When a chap is not engaged in his employment, his employment,
You'll find him in the Russell drinking wine, drinking wine.
A pint of foaming ale is pure enjoyment, pure enjoyment;
Regurgitation guarantees a fine, Kleen-o-pine."
Back then, Daisy, there were segregated halls....though setting off the fire alarms at 3am showed that the authorities' efforts and policy were pretty redundant.