Well, it was the Big Party last night, and some unlucky souls didn’t quite make it, so there was plenty of food left over. And getting people to dance was a nightmare sometimes.

But them that came seemed to enjoy themselves!

I, of course, as your genial host, never quite got around to having a sane or sensible conversation with anyone, including my family. And, as event organiser (must add that to my CV), I was the first one in and the last one out (after paying the bar tab), so I couldn’t even get all that drunk. Which is a shame in a way, but I did get loads of belated pressies, mainly rum, but also two bottles of champagne (bad news for when Pam next visits, she’ll have to drink half) and some red wine, some German liqueurs and a kettle (thanks, Charmaine).