Where would we be without Rach and Jon's appetite for a good party?
The disturbing answer to this question, dare not even be imagined...

This party was just what we needed to conclude the Maytide festivities, a good "Knees up",
with all our pals.....

The music played and the kitchen was once again transformed into a dance floor.
As the ABBA CD was produced, the party became a bacchanalian frenzy, with limbs waving in all conceivable directions.

The crescendo of the evening was a merciless act of willful destruction.
Twiggy had outstayed his welcome and it was time to let his spirit return to the wild wood, until his return next May.

Marti committed the dastardly deed, plunging the helpless stick man head first into a roaring brazier. His expertise in this matter, gained no doubt over many years practice in ditching unwanted "ex's"

Hev was declared the rightful Mistress of Twiggy's "Bells", and it will be her duty next May to bring life to Twiggy by their gentle reattachment. This "Traditional" event will no doubt be a regular Maytide occurrence!

So, lets raise a glass to Rach and Jon, two merrier folk were never seen!

Mark, redeems
himself....
...amply!

Rach picks Marti up off the floor....