Had a wildly debauched 'knees-up' in aid of the Fox's Birthday. Stolen kisses, fisticuffs and frayed egos were rife. Never, never again! No, I take that back, life's too short to be rueful. I shall cherish every moment. I danced until my feet bled, lost all sensation in my toes by wearing the most precarious heels ever. I bear my wounds with pride.
Copious amounts of champagne, good company and a kick ass band in the background make for a night of pure jollity. The Fox looked splendid, a Rossetti Goddess in rubber thigh boots and bandage dress. 18 forever!