Splosh! Gooey News

Why? Well apart from this being my natural dress for a Saturday night (something I'm notorious for!), in the evening they had booked glam rock band Sweet FA (yes, they do a lot of Sweet numbers) and wanted us glammed up accordingly. So once again I squeezed into something tight and shiny, and made Bill wear not only his PVC jeans but a pair of fab five-inch high platform boots (shiny black with red flames) as well. Of course he could barely walk in them, so he spent much of the time sitting down chatting, drinking and singing along whilst I danced until the sweat was running into my boots!

Thanks to the guys and girls who so kindly joined me on the dancefloor (doing the bump amongst other things) and to Marianne behind the bar who spotted how warm I was and used the soda water spray to hose me down a bit (though not nearly for long enough). Made the PVC nice and slippery though, as one of my dancing partners pointed out.

Sadly despite having TWO cakes (one strawberry and cream gateau and one chocolate one) neither were for sitting in or throwing! But we did get Terri & Neil a carton of custard for their wedding night!

The funniest part though was probably their parents' reaction to the whole event. Set in a bikers' pub with a glam rock band playing and two middle-aged idiots in PVC and platforms flirting and flinging themselves around, it's perhaps not surprising that one of the parents said, staring deep into my dripping cleavage,
"Well, it's not exactly what we're USED TO..."

Strangely, it's exactly what I'm used to, and I love it.

Next time, guys, let's have a food fight as well!

If any photos of the event appear, we'll post them somewhere.