Fridays party

A thunderstorm preceded Leo and Tobys party in the course of which one of our hens laid an egg - our first. Conservative cost, 450 Euros. Too frightened to eat it. Heaven knows what might be inside. Perhaps some sort of jeweled dragontooth tiara.

Weather not withstanding, the guests ignored the downpour and swept indoors to Leos palace -


















There are better photos, just cant access them right now. Dunnask. It was a very very good party though, people both lovable and absorbing- indeed, I found myself reflecting in the middle of it that a good party is one where you abandon time ( or are abandoned by time) in the immediate pleasure of conversation, drinking, dancing - its like a kosmik holiday. Time out of real -time life. Even Leos choice of music was good. Well, not bad in parts anyway.

More photies when poss. Thanks to everyone, especially for making Bobs nephew and family so welcome. (Though they are adorable, aren't they! )