29th December. A Private Function.

The annual private function in the Claustrophobic Bar passed off surprisingly without any illness on the pavement unlike last year.

This informal get together is based loosely around attendance at the High School in the mid 1970's or having once owned a motorbike.

"You feel you can relax, there's no pressure to make conversation, not like other parties" said F, "You could just sit in a corner and say nothing if you wanted."

Instead F. sat in front of the open window alternately stripping his fleece off talking about sweating then putting it back on and talking about the draught, before announcing that "Someone had farted."

Long standing acquaintance only highlights just how little scope for real change exists within the human psyche.