Raspberry Bubbles
I was Cinderella for the day!
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8Trax and Home to a Hangover...
So Gav and Michael joined us as we continued to boogie (and hobble) the night away. My heels are just enormous but comfortable ~ but try dancing for hours in them and they aren't as comfortable as you'd like... :laugh3:
I have NO idea what I was doing here, although I had drank 3 cocktails and 2 lemon drop martinis by this point. Not being a drinker at all for nearly 4 years, I was rather surprised how much energy I had!
I think I may have thought I was Michael Jackson...
I have no idea who took this ~ maybe it was that nasty security lady!
Andy and I had a light sabre fight...
...and tried to get relief from our heels by leaning on things...
We left the club about 2am, into an empty Pleasure Island. Shoes off!!!
In a change from my Michael Jackson pose, I switched to my hero, John Travolta.
My best friend of 27 years. We became penfriends when I started school and my friend had a bunch of letters from children at an American school who wanted penfriends (remember we were five, we wrote like 5 words a time). As I was this child's best friend, I got to choose my own and I picked the letter that was in pretty coloured writing. We have written ever since. I visited her in 1986, she came in 1991 and we stayed with them in February. I love her dearly and I'm so thankful that I found such a reliable friend in her. We've literally grown up together, miles apart. I've been there for her and her nasty divorce, she's been there for me and my nasty times, and we've shared so much over the years. I can't imagine life without her. When we were little we would talk about our weddings and how we would be each other's bridesmaids ~ and I got to make my dream come true. This night was so special for me because we never got to go out dancing as teenagers or as young ladies in our twenties, and this was our chance! It was like living a dream.
I will never, ever forget this night.
Kung Fu fighters...
Gav outside his "planned" location...
My very own Indiana Jones...
So Gav and Michael joined us as we continued to boogie (and hobble) the night away. My heels are just enormous but comfortable ~ but try dancing for hours in them and they aren't as comfortable as you'd like... :laugh3:

I have NO idea what I was doing here, although I had drank 3 cocktails and 2 lemon drop martinis by this point. Not being a drinker at all for nearly 4 years, I was rather surprised how much energy I had!

I think I may have thought I was Michael Jackson...

I have no idea who took this ~ maybe it was that nasty security lady!



Andy and I had a light sabre fight...


...and tried to get relief from our heels by leaning on things...


We left the club about 2am, into an empty Pleasure Island. Shoes off!!!

In a change from my Michael Jackson pose, I switched to my hero, John Travolta.


My best friend of 27 years. We became penfriends when I started school and my friend had a bunch of letters from children at an American school who wanted penfriends (remember we were five, we wrote like 5 words a time). As I was this child's best friend, I got to choose my own and I picked the letter that was in pretty coloured writing. We have written ever since. I visited her in 1986, she came in 1991 and we stayed with them in February. I love her dearly and I'm so thankful that I found such a reliable friend in her. We've literally grown up together, miles apart. I've been there for her and her nasty divorce, she's been there for me and my nasty times, and we've shared so much over the years. I can't imagine life without her. When we were little we would talk about our weddings and how we would be each other's bridesmaids ~ and I got to make my dream come true. This night was so special for me because we never got to go out dancing as teenagers or as young ladies in our twenties, and this was our chance! It was like living a dream.

I will never, ever forget this night.

Kung Fu fighters...

Gav outside his "planned" location...

My very own Indiana Jones...
