While some of the Dodgeblogium stable were off at the Samizdata bash, Wolfie and I were off at a hunt Edwardian evening. We were, of course, hunting the two-legged kind of fox. It was a rather odd evening consisting of a rather nice dinner of five courses and "entertainment". This included some rather good singing (and some not so), a bit of fiddle playing, a few read ditties and some good ole' belly dancing. (Before the main course, which was a rather odd time for it.) It was a very interesting evening and definetely worth the cost of admission.

Before that, I had to travel from south-east of London to South-West of London, alas the second of the two trains was a wee bit late. I was not that perturbed however, despite the fact we missed the reception beforehand, because the G.o.D. core did some durn good work and we managed to lock down Whiskey & Westminster. We are very pleased with how it turned out in the end. I cannot wait to record it and slap it up on Radio Free Bureaucrash.

Wolfie, who kindly put me up last night, suggested a rather amusing thing over lunch. He suggested that one of the sayings for our G.o.D. mechandise should be "G.o.D. is great." Rob came up with a very amusing idea for a post...more of that tomorrow.

Speaking of music, Colby has a bloody funny story about a band and their name changes.