Quiet times and a delightful picnic

Salutations, dear reader.

Once again I note with dismay my less-than-regular writings here, for which I can only give the reason that my life is quite akin to war on board a submarine- times of frenetic action interspersed by long periods of boredom and inactivity.

Hence for the past month I have only one event really worth recording, and that took place only last weekend.

I am referring of course to the Steampunk picnic at the Birmingham Botanical Gardens, which was a wonderful affair and thoroughly enjoyed by the 15 or so members of Brass Goggles who attended.

We had an entirely enjoyable time sitting on the green listening to the band play, and later perambulating through the grounds before repairing to a pub in the city centre.

So that was one Sunday well spent in delightful company with good weather and a happy atmosphere.

The thing now of course is that with last weekend gone, the only newsworthy event in my life in the near future will be my trip to Royal Ascot. Which doesn't take place until mid-June. I hope I have some excitement and activity in my life long before then.

Until next time, dear reader, I bid you adieu.