Our own little Trafalgar

Today, we all stood to attention and saluted the memory of Admiral Lord Nelson.

Then resumed a game of partially naked battleships to comemorate (at least) 200 years of anti frenchness.
Mish was allowed to wear a frilly apron as a concession.
Mike wore his hat at a jaunty angle and Gordy stuffed his hand in his pants to emulate the great Admiral of the British Fleet.
Dr. Rob cried for obvious reasons.
There is a strange feeling about the place... like it's about to get a lot E.M.P.T.I.E.R.... mysteriously.