Hark, the herald Aegis sings, glory to the new poured drink...
As Madders has finally been kidnapped by the beasts of the Forest and as such the Christmas Frolic is a dim, if pleasant, memory, was thinking it might be nice to try and sort out a Foccers Festive Fling.
Hadn't got much further than suggesting we pick somewhere in the middle of us all, pick a Premier Inn, book rooms for a Friday/Saturday night and then take it from there.
My thinking would be the 9th/10th of December, mibbes somewhere like Scumchester or Leeds, mayhap even ScouseLand (if we can sort out shots before then).
Turn up, have a few beers, find somewhere that can handle us all spaffing shite and facilitate us munching turkey, few more ales, some more munching, perhaps a spot of dubious dancing, some more ales then a painful and hungover journey home for us all the next day.
Or the day after...
Any interest?
