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Ladies Gentlemen and Brethren,
Why not join the Master The Skipper, W.Bro. George Thurkettle & his lady, Dawn invite you and your Lady ‘on board’
for a Romantic Nautical Experience!!
Raffle Prize donations would be most welcome!
Compass Rose Lodge No. 9420
VALENTINE SUNDAY LUNCH
The Skipper, W.Bro. George Thurkettle & his lady, Dawn
Invite you and your Lady ‘on board’
For a Romantic Nautical Experience!!
Replies to the Harbour Master as soon as possible please:
W.Bro. Martyn Robotham, 7 Vale Close, Rugby. CV21 4HB. 01788 571258, martynrobotham@aol.com
REPLIES A.S.A.P. PLEASE .
Name
Phone Number
I WILL BE BRINGING A PARTY OF ……………. (No. of people)
Please list all guest names & any special dietary requirements on reverse.
Please make cheques payable to ‘M.J. Robotham Festival A/C’.
Menu
Prawn Cocktail
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Breast of Chicken
wrapped in Bacon
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Valentines Meringue
With Strawberries
& Chocolate Sauce
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Coffee & Mints.
Children under 12: £11.00
(Child’s menu – Melon, Chicken,
Ice cream & a drink)
Our Trafalgar Night meeting is not to be missed this is a popular meeting in our masonic calendar- Join the Master and Crew of the Compass Rose lodge for a Naval Voyage into history and merriment in the mess after the meeting.
Rig of the day – Dinner Suit
Regular Lodge meeting.
This will be a second degree ceremony.
Rig of the day – Dark Suit
The Master’s Apron
by Robbie Burns
Ther’s mony a badge that’s unco braw;
Wi’ ribbon, lace and tape on;
Let kings an’ princes wear them a’ —
Gie me the Master’s apron!
The honest craftsman’s apron,
The jolly Freemason’s apron,
Be he at hame, or roam afar,
Before his touch fa’s bolt and bar,
The gates of fortune fly ajar,
‘Gin he but wears the apron!
For wealth and honor, pride and power
Are crumbling stanes to base on;
Eternity suld rule the hour,
And ilka worthy Mason!
Each Free Accepted Mason,
Each Ancient Crafted Mason.
Then, brithers, let a halesome sang
Arise your friendly ranks alang!
Guidwives and bairnies blithely sing
To the ancient badge wi’ the apron string
That is worn by the Master Mason!