Bede Mark 605 - 8th March 

In attendance:

• Simon Thompson 
• Ian Wardle
• Mark Smith

Lodge Business:

Advance Anthony Benson and Paul Staines. 

Meal:

I don't remember, like a roast dinner with Yorkshire pudding on it.  

Comments:

It was a fraternal visit from Ravensworth Union Mark Lodge so Simon, Ian, Mark and the WM were there.  Apparently the two candidates, badly copper and Paul Staines's dad, hate each other.  This was actually alluded to during the speeches at the festive board, when Benson mentioned they didn't exactly get off to the best of starts.  Smoke alarm sounded during the meeting.  Go Compare man left the temple and found the chef had put his apron on a gas hob.  The festive board room was stinking of smoke.  Neither Bede nor Civic called off their meetings, which was probably a little naughty.  It was funny watching the new members faces as they joined in the 'King was in his counting house' and blue pigeon songs.  So, after Simon had completely dismissed my intention to join Bede, me, him and, surprisingly, Ian Wardle left with joining forms when Wayne said he'd attend Nautilus the following Friday.   

 

Bede Mark - Burdon Road

Bede Mark 605 - 9 February 2024

In attendance:

• Me

Lodge Business:

Installation of the Romanian lad from the Go Compare adverts.

Meal:

Pie, mash and mushy peas.

Comments:  

Ian picked me up and I thought we were both going to Bede but stayed on the floor below and visited Civic instead.  Apart from the Provincial Officer I was the only visitor, but as Matty Jones, Wayne, and William Telfer are members of Bede didn't feel like I was on my tod.  Spoke to the caterer and later found out he was Mr Stirk, the owner of Stirks Butchers.  The ceremony was much of a muchness but the festive board was brilliant.  I won a huge bottle of Famous Grouse in the raffle, collected it to a chorus of 'why was he born so beautiful......'.  I'll never get over the standing on chairs while singing about a bloody great crow.  Afterwards we headed to the bar and a few beers with the Civic lads.

Another brilliant night which again reminded me that I might have joined the wrong Mark lodge.