The New Sheridan Club:
And we're off, with Champagne alread flowing
The New Sheridan Club:
Robert curtails his powerhouse punting to let the other punts catch up
The New Sheridan Club:
Not sure why this boat have stopped already
The New Sheridan Club:
Scarheart manipulates a gasper
The New Sheridan Club:
Niall is, for some reason, wearing very silly hat
The New Sheridan Club:
That hat again, from the side
The New Sheridan Club:
Laurence chugs Champers while Seonaid attends to Master William
The New Sheridan Club:
A moment of existential torment?
The New Sheridan Club:
Seonaid remains beatific even as Williams gnaws her finger to the bone
The New Sheridan Club:
Waveney reflects
The New Sheridan Club:
Scarheart, still with a cocktail Sobranie clamped between his elegant jaws
The New Sheridan Club:
Seonaid with a present for William
The New Sheridan Club:
Laurence gave young Pip a special present—Baby's first pipe
The New Sheridan Club:
Chris Choy (l) and Sean Rillo Raczka
The New Sheridan Club:
Lord Rupert reclines and regales
The New Sheridan Club:
The posse
The New Sheridan Club:
Catherine looks Madonna-like for a moment
The New Sheridan Club:
Before reverting to type
The New Sheridan Club:
Fruity (far left) is unamused
The New Sheridan Club:
Laurence tries a pipe
The New Sheridan Club:
Mr Charles Henry Wolfenbloode Duke of Tipa
The New Sheridan Club:
Something you never thought you'd see...
The New Sheridan Club:
Rupert softens in the presence of young Jacob
The New Sheridan Club:
The picnic over, the crew start to reload the punts
The New Sheridan Club:
Careful unlashing is required
The New Sheridan Club:
We're under way again, with Laurence at the helm
The New Sheridan Club:
Waveney makes a point
The New Sheridan Club:
Compton-Bassett salutes
The New Sheridan Club:
Waveney removes his titfer to emphasise his policitcal trustworthiness
The New Sheridan Club:
Rupert, meanwhile has managed to fall in. Twice.
