The Captain

Out to visit the auld yin who recounted her visit (as far as possible) to the memory clinic. She was asked who the Prime Minister was but she told me that the only words she could think of were, 'Greggs the Baker'. You heard it here first.
After that, down to the boat, where the cabin floor was cut and that bilge inspection hatch fitted. Happy pensioner!
Later, after a swift bite at the Vietnamese House, it was off to Henry's Cellar Bar for the Click Clack Club (yep, the Funky Beefheart-influenced experimental music club). Here are Yellow Clawhammer rocking' on out. Quite excellent though I've said it before, one vocal number isn't enough.
After that, the Blue Blazer. Gosling's Rum! Where have you been all my life??