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Well after six years we had finally well and truly just about finished with area 'E'. From some arcane tome Roy picked the letters for the new areas which we are convinced if you dance round them naked chanting the Area codes late at night you'll either get a sever chill or summon up some greater Piddingtonian demon (surely the only explanation for Max's reappearance last year?)
Lee dared all after the fruit cocktail party and went to work in his dapper string vest and even
took a Parlimentary call in it (if inly they could have seen!). An interesting peculiarity (which
Andy pursued with his usuall obsessiveness) was that all the left handers on site were in this area
working for Mel. Expect the thesis sometime in the next century.
Well the rest of the site must have been fascinating as this picture of Dan is the only one of the rest
of the site and I only took it to use up the film! Mel had some more and seems to show that this year
was a little wet and sticky.
With Dave's retirement in October a new landlord was stood behind the bar to greet us - Keith (or
Robo-barman to us. "Dead or Alive you're drinking with me."). I'm sure he wasn't quite prepared for us
although the food had returned to '91 prices (no complaints there) and we almost ran out of Bombardier
(down to the last barrel the day before the delivery!). We even got to go down into the bowels of
the Spread (which was smelly and damp but full of beer). Hopefully he'll be happy to welcome us
back next year.
Once again with ruthless efficiency and an alarming amount of pre-planning this year's mission
was to recce and return with information on the three Piddingtons and Poddington (Codename PFOR).
After a general kerfuffle and hanging about for the taskforce to assemble we finally set out for
our first objective (P1) unfortunately the walkie talkies were next to useless and the convoy had
to move at a snail's pace to stay in contact. The first target did not disappoing however as we
encountered a single track road and a mad pub landlord. P2 was shut so after alarming a woman on
bicycle we resupplied at Bicester before heading for home. The Poddington task force will have to
report on their mission separately.
How can one little puppet bring so much joy? After his sterling effort on the PFOR expedition
standing in as Agent Tulip for Lee (otherwise engaged on manoeuvers of a completely different sort)
his kidnapping and ensuing suicide were a shock to all. A shrine was quickly erected in the pub for
him and a burial mound constructed. However this wasn't the end. Three days later he rose again
(helped a little by Tina) and ascended into the sky reborn as an angelic puppet!