As is traditional, we gathered at the Squire's house where Carol had provided some fine food and Neville some fine ale - including Nethergate's Umble Magna: a popular choice with the men - let's have another one.
On the dot of 1.09 p.m. official proceedings were launched with the Three Toasts, one to Absent Friends, the next to the Hoingker and the last to Little Egypt.
Then we processed to the Angel Inn, led by our fine musicians and delaying the Glemsford traffic by a good ten minutes.
Nobody complained, hooted their car horn or even revved their engine in a menacing way. Indeed the whole procession was met by good natured smiles and waves.
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At least I think that's what they were doing.