Tonight the best part of one hundred people gathered to wish a very happy special birthday to the excessively wonderful K.
As was fitting the event was a beautiful reflection of the guest of honour. The folk gathered included some of the loveliest, most fun people you could hope to spend an evening with; some guests had travelled hundreds of miles just to be there for this person’s special night; the buffet tables groaned under the weight of so much wonderful food and half of South Manchester will be fed on the left-overs for the coming week; husband and daughters revealed secret projects that left the birthday girl with tears rolling down her face; the DJ got into the spirit and played a mix of disco, dance and Madchester classics; everyone cheered each time the noise sensor cut out the PA; everyone piled ‘back to theirs’ when the function room closed; singing, laughing and drinking continued until 5am; at least one person fell down a hole in their attempt to walk home.
3 comments:
It wouldn't be you that fell down a hole, would it?
It would not.
And I'm disappointed in your lack of faith in my perambulatory skills ;-)
But can you fall down a hole and chew gum at the same time?
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