Ludlow

Last weekend several assorted Steves, Walter & myself went on a day trip to Ludlow. For, at Ludlow castle, it was the Ludlow food and drink fair. Suffice to say it was neither pretty or clever. An exercise in bachanalian excess. Being drunk before noon is always a bad sign. Being the only people over six in the circus tent was also a little worrying. None of us can ride a unicycle. The boy Fulla can however spin plates. And we all thought he was useless. How wrong we were. I also got sold a very camp hat. Not good.








We returned to the Crown in time for the England V USA world cup rugby match. Well, we won. Yes. A team of highly paid profesionals squeezed a win over a largly amature side. Only one team could walk away from that with their head held high and that wasn't the English. Nothing for it but to drink more beer. Lots more. Oh my.