Home from Skuba Yuletide Extravaganza

Well, you'd have been surprised at the amount of people who turned up! There were two minibuses of people who turned up claiming to be our "fanclub" , which was delightful. Rolfy worked the door and I believe that we were close to a capacity crowd. Unfortunately we didn't play brilliantly (we were even more under-rehearsed than normal) but we were able to entertain the gathered throng and gave out lots of T-shirts, Kazoos, Sleigh Bells and insults. The sound of Johnny Mathis' 'When a child is born' being played through a couple of hundred Kazoos with accappella acomniment by some inebriated, sentimental Skubafans is something that warms the cockles. It would terrify many sane, upstanding members of the community, which is only right.

On the way back from Southampton to Bristol we drove around dropping of gifts and festive cheer to the many members of our family, we were greeted with open arms on all occasions that we found someone at home. Which was once. The Doctor was ill and therefore not sight-seeing with her visiting sister and brother-in-law from Tennessee.

We dropped off the presents for the boys, Doctor and Spammer and then made our way through freezing fog back to Brizzle where Momma P & TGP where waiting for us, having been faster in their Hyanduff than Rolf and I were in the Couchon Vert. Something to do with wind resistance I rekon.
We saw some nice old Cow Parsley on the way back too.