![]() The squits finally get things together in rehearsal. It doesn't look too bad from there, does it? That's my back, and Chris is standing off to the right. |
![]() Sam Prepares to put them through their paces. |
![]() James Clark wins the unlikely distinction of looking like he's done it before. He gets everything right and looks the part, chest out and stern expression and all. Amazing. That's Fuzz in the background doing a little less well. |
![]() As Private Arse (a.k.a. Charlie Hammond) manages to moon the crowd whilst marching (brilliantly so), Commodore Moss and his boot licking deputy Puddifoot look on in disapproval (I really need a picture of this if anyone has one!!!!). |
![]() They're a bit too tightly packed but otherwise it's all on song. Basil's returning Charlie's salute. |