I've just nipped back and notice Pilgrim's been in - I recognise the footprints in the shag pile.
Still deserted in here now.
Must stop talking to myself.
Early night for me then, up at 6 to head off to Rudolph's Romp.


No, really must stop talking to myself.

Perhaps somebody will be in here tomorrow? For another rafter-rockin' time in the Masters Lounge?