shore. Drilikes you've never seen. more. From een. shores of Ambleside. We were sitting there quite peacefully, with the tide. usher in the fall. And we all agreed next friday night, we'd go crawl. cash we did not spare, We left all the cars at home and fare. little after five from a table in the corner, I heard fam rise. stories we did share. of the days when we were younger men, and care. drank the keg near dry. So we drank down all our glasses, and were by! Rigger, and Queen's Cross. We started off with eight good boys, but half of lost. eyes began to rove And there were just the three of us that Cove. time for the last call. The final destination of this, the first crawl. money to be found. Nine miles home and for bound.