Captain Britannia

The 23rd was St George’s Day and for the sixth year running we had one of our now famous – or should that be infamous? – dinners to mark the occasion. There were 30 guys dressed appropriately, and the staff all looked the part too. I started off in my blazer but somehow ended the evening as Captain Britannia for reasons that aren’t entirely clear ...  The music went on late into the night, with far too many repeats of 'Land of Hope and Glory' and 'Rule Britannia'. Helen, very sensibly, held the fort throughout and ended up driving the last of the late-nighters home at something like 2.30 am.

 

WARNING: WHAT FOLLOWS IS NOT FOR THE WEAK OF HEART!

 (Don't say I didn't warn you!)