Summer Sundays at Eureka (part4)
The final part of the story, and the end of an account that brings together years of visits to Eureka in one day.
Fingers crossed that the relaxation of restrictions, and the new management keep the magic formula.
In a moment of shared experience, everyone in the room decided that it was flipping hot, and that opening the door was fairly urgent. As soon as the door opened it was swamped with guys who had been listening outside, now keen to get inside. Knowing Mrs Bi, it was unlikely they any of them would be disappointed, but I decid...