Village Outing 🌃

Two large black Mercedes were sent to the pub by a generous regular. The entire village investment club, marking their anniversary,
were chauffeured to Mayfair for a free night out.
After dinner at his casino, with sautéed fois gras and champagne, then roulette, this disparate group transferred to the Windmill Club.
Landlord leading, the gallant band, eyes on stalks, encountered a stage of scantily clad gyrating girls.
My hostess, a friendly Essex girl, improbably claimed to being on 'Blind Date' showing on Saturday. Clustered around the pub's TV, she was indeed, leaving my street cred at an all time high.