How is New Year's Day in the clean living world? This dirty pair of stop outs got home at three thirty in the morning. It was some party.

The four course meal had me stuffed to the limit. The food was good and served hot, that which was meant to be hot, that is. No shortage of waiting staff, the catering was excellent and the service equally so.

The band were in top form giving us a (limited) chance of strutting our stuff, It felt good to be on a dance floor again.



At functions like this there are many whose dancing is nothing more than jiggling around on the spot, doesn't mean that it's all about the dancers though. For their first set the band played dance numbers for those that can. The second set was all about the party,
"Let's all do the conga, hi, hi hi!" If you want to get non dance revellers on their feet, strike up the opening strains of: "New York, New York." How we all partied, what a great night, there will be more than a few sore heads the next day, but hand on heart, water was my only drink, apart from coffee at the meal table.