In fact not a black anything or even my comfy jeans, Simon took this pic of us just before we left.
Elizabeth posed wonderfully half way through the night, don't spill my pint;
She got to see her friend;
There were some funky rock chick moves on the dance floor;
And any sensible child knows not to argue with her slightly skwiffy mother when she asks you to pose for a 'self-portrait';
There was fun with sweaty-I've-danced-too-vigarously faces and table confetti;
So having not been on a night out in well over half a decade and going with no husband to
So Happy Birthday Mary, thanks for a fabulous party!!