Today’s noteworthy activities
both involved nocturnal creatures: the afternoon was spent in our haute couture
sweatshop of a living room where my wife marked out a dozen bat wings (for the
dance costumes) that I then cut out, somewhat gingerly, with some crocodile
toothed pinking shears; in the evening we joined the night-dwellers as the
cricket club quiz went on until nearly midnight, for which stamina we got scant
reward, although the £3 prize money for finishing well down the order left our
tiny team of four only £1 down on the event.
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