Saturday night on the town for Fifi Babitt's birthday, three little maids all dressed to thrill, Faye, pictured centre, looking particularly attractive. She knows how to impress. Anyway, a lovely dinner in China Town preceded a very brief sojourn in a bar/club which proved way too much for a subba so we moved on to the Circus for a pleasant interlude then our chauffeur for the evening (thanks Scott) scooped us up and brought us home.
Up with the lark (post-siesta, naturally) and to the Plough for lunch before showing Faye the delights of B & M Bargains. She was in heaven. A quick tour of the barn followed, with all aspects being photographed when we espied 
a gushing torrent pouring forth from Container City. No means of contacting Steve or anyone from CNW so, like Canute, we held back the tide (well, Dad switched it off at the stopcock).
This is the view that A Shirl will have from her bedroom window. Perfection.
And here's a page 3 shot of the barn (topless):
