The Harrogate Central Committee meeting, Conservative naturally.
An opportunity to dress up and visit the palacial South Leeds Conservative Club to sink a few pints of delicious John Smith's while discussing the future of the nation.
And, as a guest, I wasn't allowed to pay for my beer.
That's the Law!
A few smoked; they still can.
That is also the Law.
The Chairman went on. And on. And on.
But it was all good-natured enough, although if pedantic meetings continue there may well be complaints.
We told tall stories of our spats with the ruling elite, and networked for all we were worth.
Cross-fertilisation of techniques was definitely in order.
Maybe the 'Old Girl' isn't finished yet.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
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