This year was no exception, many of the crowd had been coming for years, yet still welcome new people to the ranks, and take care of those who this year have been unfortunate to lose their partners in life and crime by ensuring they were included in the festivities and even going so far as to present one person with a petrol can as he apparently drove his car dry trying to obtain ever more cheaper fuel; luckily he saw the funny side of it and joined in the hilarity.
SOH and I donated some of the raffle prizes, some of which were presents to us from other people but not to our taste and we hoped they would find a better home. One lady won a hand-sewn sewing box and pin-cushion in pink with stars on it and it was her first choice, far better for her to take an use it that it sit an languish in the box it had sat in since it was given to me and I know the friend who gave it to me wouldn’t mind me passing it on if she knew that I wouldn’t use it. The raffle raised over £113 pounds for the air ambulance that we support.
On the drive home, we saw some of the most spectacular sunsets, but as I was driving I couldn’t take the photographs I would have liked, but one bridge near Bedford caught my eye as a cyclist was passing over it and both he and the bridge were in stark silhouette against the magical red sky. The photo I found here is similar but a different scene showing a windmill, but it still is very beautiful sight.
This friday night, we have the departmental christmas dinner, and then on Sunday we have yet another.. is it any surprise that we are not having turkey for our christmas dinner?