The Eye

Who was in town, but blip's very own raheny eye! Yowsa, indeed. So a crowd was whistled up - y'know, the usual suspects - him and him and him and him. And her and her and him and him (insert links at some future point - certainly not until MOTD is finished). And whit fun it all was. There's really nothing quite like sitting in a pub, scooping the ales whilst the daylight fades and night comes in. And to think we could have been doing Christmas shopping.