<-- Wine in mugs = a good night out :)
So my “proper” birthday night out was awesome- nearly all of my nearest and dearest in one place, with me :)
Much good food and booze was consumed, and much less-than-good booze imbibed; lots of excellent presents were received. I wore my usual combination of excessively bright colours and went overboard on the eye makeup and found I had actual cleavage thanks to the slipping of my favourite dress and Marks & Spencer’s underpinnings. Wonders.
Leia Ewok Village got us turned away from the local dive bar by her existence seemingly, or at least that’s the only “logic” of the bouncer we could work out; the evening ended pleasingly late, however the brain ache I found i’d accrued the morning after was less welcome.
No molestation took place during the terrible Eighties night but Leia did get mistaken for a hooker on the way back to her hotel. *Delightful*. Anyways, it was super, super awesome to have so many important people in one room, or should I say sticky-floored night club – In alphabetical order Bobby Convey (+ partner who I can’t think of an appropriate nickname for at the moment), Caversham Princess, Flambé, Leia Ewok Village, M and McCy.
Eeeeee! :)
