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Samizdata bash… on Waterloo Day (well, not quite)… Yesterday we has a Samizdata.net Bash (rather than a general Blogger Bash) to greet fellow Samizdatista Frank McGahon on the occasion of his visit to London… and seeing as it was also Waterloo Day, we were delighted to have a guest at the party whose name is Wellington!
For once the London rain was conspicuous by its absence!
We have started a policy of recruiting Samizdata.net contributors as early as possible in their careers
Some familiar faces and some new ones from downunder
As usual there was a plague of digital cameras
Much booze was disposed of…
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Argh! You swine!
Tricked into assisting in a celebration of that dreadful Prussian victory!
Never again. My great-great-great-great-great grandfather must be spinning in his grave.
Glad you enjoyed your bash, but isn’t Waterloo Day in June? 18th July is Uruguay Constitution Day and Steve Forbes’ birthday, both of which are adequate reasons to celebrate (if, as I suspect, you don’t like income tax).
What!?! No burning effigies? No “Bush Lied, People Died” placards? No aging hippies desperately clinging to their youth?
You people obviously don’t know how to throw a party.
Hank… oops you are quite right. I must have been overcome with excitement to have someone called ‘Wellington’ at the party 🙂
I never got an invite…the nerve!
Any Guardian readers will be using the photos from this to point at the evident corruption and decandence of your ways. 😉
Well, I’m sure there were some burning hippies out of the shot – does that count?
Of course, I am available for parties all year round, whether it is Waterloo Day or not, though Slovak liquor is a powerful enticement…
Ah, I didn’t realise that was the purpose. Now, like any member of a decent Irish mercenary clan, I had relatives on both sides of that particular battle. So I think I’ll decide to remember that one as a victory.
Bloody Brilliant!