Having a ball

Last night was Boys College ball night.

Her ladyship went along with her boyfriend. They had a blast and looked fabulous.

Here she is, about to leave and ever so slightly grumpy.



Today, we hauled ass to Thames to see at first hand the euphoria of a man who has just found out two very important things:

1. That he really is going to be sitting 4 rows back from the stage at War of the Worlds on September 28th

and

2. His wife is a lot better at keeping secrets than he realised.

Happy Birthday, Jamie from all of us and congratulations on reaching the ripe of age of 75, er 57. Sorry about those candles, dude. I didn't realise I was dyslexic...