socialising

[scallan]

Well, that appears to have gone OK. I'm not sure I really enjoyed it, but the practise is good for me.
I hit the restaurant a bit late, and had a few problems finding the group, but found them all friendly. As I was late, I ended up at the end of the table with fewer dinner companions than those in the middle, but Max and Cheryl were quite nice, with Cheryl being almost as quiet as me. There were some interesting conversations about comics, computers, films etc. I nearly ended up with the wrong meal, as the waiter was insistent that the dish was what I had ordered. It actually belonged the other side of the table, but I got it sorted out and got my food.
It ended about eleven ish, with the departure of most people, and my heading off to the station. Max offered me a lift back to Fleet, but I turned him down. Maybe I should have accepted. If nothing else, I had a long wait at the station.
Given the level of success that I had, I think that I will try a few more, and also track down the Farnborough group.