Colour printing?

Up in Yorkshire for a school reunion, before dinner I strolled round the small town of Thurcroft where we have all congregated in a local hotel. Before nightfall and the bar opening I went in search of my blip. The best I could find was the rather, and appropriately, decorated shop front of the tattooist.

A sign of the times?

Now I have to struggle into by DJ and find some rather aged looking , increasingly difficult to recognise, at the bar. But alcohol will roll back the five elapsed decades. And a good evening to you all.