After dinner, Terry and Tom and I played our last game of cribbage. I took an early (and commanding) lead when I got a crib with 20 points (personal best for me) and later a hand with 14. But Tom soon managed to close the gap, and in the end I was left sitting in the last hole (!) when he pegged out. That gave him the 7th win, so he won the on-going tournament.
We swung by the Pavillion (where I consoled myself by toasting a couple of marshmallows) and then over to Oak House, where there was a large crowd for the evening concert with John and Mark. We stayed and sang along until after 10, when Tom suggested we head back; he'd like to get on the road tomorrow at a reasonable time.