It has been an interesting week which started with a really posh ball in a really huge marquee last Saturday. The only snag was that our part of the world has been gifted with copious amounts of rain recently. As a result, there were flood warnings everywhere including the field in which the marquee was to stand. We were assured that all would be well so proceeded to make the necessary arrangements including sorting out a Munchkin Minder.
So on Saturday evening we got decked out in our finery and put Munchkin to bed. He was a star. His successfully got to dreamland at about 1915 and stayed there till Cinderella came home from the ball at half past too early in the morning. Munchkin's minder (who was asleep when we got in) had had a peaceful night. Apart from a cough, silence reigned.
It was our first night out together since Munchkin was born. It was a fantastic evening. The organisers had surpassed themselves. There were circus acts and tribute bands (Tom Jones no less and Kylie....you can tell a man organised this do...), the wine was on freeflow and the company was brilliant. And most importantly, the marquee stayed up and the rain stayed away!
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