The story is this.  Way back, I think, in the 1950s a group of writers and journalists started meeting in a pub off
Fleet Street called the White Swan.  Shame on me that I can't remember all the important names, but when I say
writers I mean people like Arthur C Clarke.  Then fans started to turn up and years later, while the authors had
moved on, the fans had stayed and the meet had grown.  It got its name "The Tun" from the "Won Tun" in Farringdon,
but when I started going in the late 1980s it was "The Ton" at the Wellington Pub near Waterloo station.  I'd been
going a few years when the pub decided to turn half of one of the bars into a seperate wine bar, which meant that we 
were homeless and trying out different pubs around London.  Eventually we moved back to the Wellington and got our
bar back as the wine bar wasn't doing much trade. The pub went through a major refurb as the Channel Tunnel loomed,
and eventually they made it too difficult for the SF fans to stick around. I think the Ton is based at the Florence
Nightingale across the road from St Thomas' Hospital.  First Thursday of the month if you like SF. But if it's
changed again let me know.  Anyway, I wrote the words the first time we were homeless in about 1993.  Teddy and I
dressed up, called ourselves "Abba-Dabba-Doo" and sang it at VIbraphone, the UK Filk Convention in Brighton.


Ode to the Wellington (A not-so Traditional Drinking Song)
(Tune: 'Waterloo' by ABBA)

MY MY! At Waterloo our bar went out to tender
OH YEAH! A horde of fans without a pub is not a pretty sight.
And while I'd not noticed myself
Without the Ton we're on the shelf...

Waterloo! I was defeated and out the door
Waterloo! Now I'm so drunk I can't find the floor
Waterloo! I couldn't leave if I wanted to
Waterloo! I'm in no state when I'm on the brew
WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH!
Waterloo! Finally face down at Waterloo

MY MY! The Hamilton Hall claimed their beer was stronger
OH YEAH! We couldn't get the Tru-fans out of there without a fight
But there's no way  they can refuse
When someone else pays for the booze...

Waterloo! I was defeated and out the door
Waterloo! Now I'm so drunk I can't find the floor
Waterloo! I couldn't leave if I wanted to
Waterloo! I'm in no state when I'm on the brew
WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH!
Waterloo! Finally face down at Waterloo

So how can I ever refuse
When someone else pays for the booze?

Waterloo! I couldn't leave if I wanted to
Waterloo! I'm in no state when I'm on the brew
WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH!
Waterloo! Finally spaced-out at Waterloo
OO-OO-OO-OO!
Waterloo! I couldn't leave if I wanted to
Waterloo! I'm in a state when I've had a few
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH!
Waterloo! Finally face down at Waterloo