First night out on the float and we all got completely soaked (by the rain that is!). We still managed to improve on the previous year's take for the same route; people must have felt sorry for us! At the end of the route we did however receive some great hospitality from our friends in Rolleston, who let us dry out in their kitchen while we warmed our insides with mulled wine, whiskey, brandy, sausage rolls and mince pies.
Fozzie looks like he's lost some weight! Must be all that walking. While Grahame is recovering by seeing how many mince pies he can down in one go!
A little more imbibing was done while we counted up at the Reindeer afterwards. Although I understand the notes had to be dried out by Barry before banking them the next day.
Looks like Roger's falling asleeep counting the pennies!