A recent report suggests that grumpy people have a longer life expectancy. I don't want any wise-cracks to the effect that I will probably survive until I'm 110 ... I want to pop off at 95, preferably shot by a jealous lover.
The tenth anniversary photo shoot pictures are about to be published I'm told. Congratulations to all those hardy souls who turned out on a bitterly cold morning to be shepherded, with some difficulty, by the DMs into the correct configuration and threw their arms in the air to order like a flock of inebriated penguins. There's no truth in the rumour that the delay has been caused by the need to air-brush out all those that fell backwards.
Congratulations also to the builders of the replica Bronze Age boat. And no cracks either that it must bring back memories for me of the original. It floated off much to everyone's relief with the help of a couple of Bronze Age plastic buckets. The only thing missing was some bear skins. When I say bear skins, I mean skins of bears not bare skins. Oh, use your imagination! Do I have to explain everything? Maybe I will survive to 110 after all ...
Keith Evans
The Grumpy Volunteer
