Lots of wine was drunk tonight at the Second Concrete Banquet, but I couldn't tell you what vintage.
5 groupuscules met at 5ish at a park on the Plateau, just before sunset, in high costume.
We dressed as if the Queen of England would join us.
Each groupuscule was to make a contribution to the dinner's entertainment: Bacchus and lanterns.
We brought hot buttered rum: there was an October chill in the air, and that helped. The sky was a brilliant blue and the leaves yellow, gold and red. Until the sun disappeared behind the mountain.
Our geodesic dome helped create an atmosphere of sorts, and the Wild Children played there safely. For a while.
It will be even better, next year.
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