Lap Dancing in a Cold Climate

It's the December meeting of the Wakefield Nats and that means mince pies instead of the usual biscuits at the tea break; never giving out quite as many Christmas cards as we receive - drat! - and Monica pouncing on a late-comer who must have thought he'd arrived late enough to avoid buying a raffle ticket.

Canadian Wildlife

Terry Weston, our speaker, gives an introduction to the wilder side of Canada, taking in the Rockies, Vancouver Island and the polar bears of Hudson Bay. He recommends hiring a camper van: when you pull into one of the well-organised camp sites you can settle down at a picnic table with - he suggests - a gin and tonic and the wildlife is right there, all around you. You can see as much wildlife at your campsite as you do during the rest of the day. If you book into a hotel you've got all the bother of unpacking suitcases and you're likely to miss the sunset and any early morning encounters with birds and animals.

The Wilder Side of Wakefield

Last time we were returning from the Nats, from the November meeting, I was driving up Smyth Street when Barbara said:

'Did you see that! There was a woman standing in the entrance to the lap-dancing club wearing next to nothing; just a skimpy sequined outfit in a lovely turquoise blue. She must have been cold!'

'No! I missed that! Can we drive around the block again?' I suggested.

So, on our way home tonight, I made sure I took a quick look for this sparkling danseuse. Just my luck; the weather has turned colder over the last month and standing outside the closed doors of the club was a man in a woolly hat.

Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk