Prom yesterday was brilliant, after weeks of searching for that dress and the surprise of finding a dress the colour that some digital cameras seem to be unable to show (yes, my dress which was a turquoise on the website was very much green when it arrived) much titivation of hair, application of make up and posing for parental pre-event photography the whole event went very smoothly (minus the agony of high heels which set in at about midnight) Everyone looked snazzy in their suits and dresses and the band was superbly talented. It allowed for the nostalgic (and interesting) rendition of ’sweet child of mine’ - a song which I think will be our years theme tune.
It was the night of my first trip to Liquid, which gets the less than enthusiastic but not altogether disparaging rating of “okay”. Although from what I hear fire and ice is far far superior.

However it was naturally tinged with sadness - that’s the second to last time I’m going to see Miss Warfield. The last time being results. But I said I wouldn’t write any more posts like this so I’ll just swiftly pretend I never started

My toes and feet still ache - the curse of the high heel.

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx