Glad that you're all enjoying yourselves .... but me, Mrs Seth and TheBoy are presently
banged-up unavoidably detained somewhere in town .... along with four
hammered inebriated geezers of Eastern Bloc origin.

Hard to really tell where we are due to a total blackout, but TB keeps
colliding with walking into some sort of iron bars. I'm reckoning that we're at the local nick meself .... especially as some bloke by the name of Sargant-Dickson (or possibly
Sergeant Dickson) mentioned the term 'bail' .... whatever that is ....
Mrs Seth's customary good nature is being sorely tested by all this darkened confusion, and just
inadvertently mistakenly clouted
this Boris sort TheBoy after
he Boris tripped-over a pair of crocs and ended-up with two black eyes after colliding head-on with her.

So .... any chance that a couple of you OOFers can get down here a bit sharpish and come to
our rescue bail us out pleeease?
TB has just muttered that there'll be no post-count cull ....
honest! 
What a night ....
