Recovery

A rather wan Simon is now back in bed, still recovering from the Summer Ball we went to yesterday/til stupid o'clock this morning. We spent the evening drinking (although no pimms this time), dancing, eating, socialising and bashing the stuffing out of people on the dodgems. I have a doozy of a bruise on my inner right knee from a crash, it was great.

Thing is such fun takes its toll on the body and when we woke up this morning Simon looked as shabby as I felt not so much the hangover, although that was there it was the general tiredness and out of syncness with the day.

It was a smashing do which is really thanks to the staff there, they worked like stink to make sure we had a good time whilst managing to keep their sense of humour and seemingly enjoying themselves.

Performing highlight of the night was the Kylie tribute act, she was very good vocally, had legs that reached all the way to the ground exceptionally pretty with a lithe body. She also had a mesmeric effect on a lot of the men, the dancing was not pretty as so many of the audience were not concentrating on what they were doing.

But today we have been mostly doing nothing except sleep bimble about the shops and eat replenishing food like sausages and baked beans the alternative to the bacon buttie.