Anthony was LAmenting EveR Meeting Scarlet. He'd been at the amusement arcade playing with the laser whilst sipping his lager when Scarlet the lacer slipped her arm through his. Against his better judgement he'd followed her to the encampment where the communal dinner was being served. There was no running water so he had to wash his hands in a laver with rainwater in it. He took this to be a group of gypsy people, some of whom looked decidedly shifty. He was planning how he might escape when the crowd took off their layer of disguise and Anthony recognised all his mates! His birthday cake was produced and a happy evening ensued.
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