Well, well, well. Let me begin by saying that it is totally and utterly impossible to learn to tie a bow tie in 3 hours. Please treat this statement as public service information so that you, dear reader,can save yourself the angst.
Anyhow, we managed to be washed, dressed, teeth cleaned and in shiny shoes in time for the taxi to take us to the very lovely venue where the poshest do we have been to in many years was getting under way with lots of lovely Bucks Fizz.
The vicar looked quite ravishing in his dinner jacket and hastily borrowed, already made up bow tie. We turned the house upside down looking for his cuff links. No luck. But honestly what you can't do with a paper clip isn't worth doing! (He did also wear trousers!)
It was a great evening. The food was sumptuous and the whole event raised loads of money for charity. AND it was just so fantastic to spend the evening with 6 (well,7 if you include the vicar) such great friends. ( There were other people there obviously...!!)
So a great time was had by all. My daughter's shoes made for immense pain so I was thankful there was no dancing. I didn't drop anything on the dress, I didn't tell any rude jokes and think I possibly...almost, could have passed for posh. Huzzah!!!!!!
So, that was that. The weekend then trolled on in its usual way, although we did have glorious Christmas lunch on Saturday, bit that's another story. In the midst of so much mundane routine it is great to have these special respites of loveliness. They do keep you going when life is full of cooking, cleaning, washing and children. God is good.
With love,
Rachel.
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