Franklin at I Knit redux

A very good evening. There were a number of us, but not so many that insanity resulted (probably due to the Tuesday night...); the guest of honour apparently got slightly lost on his way out of Waterloo station, several times, but still arrived on time... and we had an exclusive reading from a book-in-preparation.

Dolores was there in spirit and in narration, but not in person; Franklin did say something about her having headed for Earl's Court on arrival, so I suspect she might have been listening to The Archers and hoped to hook up with an Australian barman...

Yvonne/Stash had brought some wonderful antique knitting books with her;

Snailhannah had brought her Lambies and a row was duly knitted...

... and of course Gerard watched over the proceedings...

Thanks, guys, for an excellent evening.