The day begins at the hair dressers. abomnibly early due to saturday trading hours.

and then.......... volia ! (ok, so admittantly these are two different ppl. one of which believe it or not is me)

Upon boarding a bus bound for medieval times (a hall) we are magically transported to a world of sword fighting and strange dances.
Soon we turn to fruit....

alcohol......

and abstract art .....

After a interruption by a derranged jester, a quick toilet visit is required.

Although perhaps the most amusing segment of the evening was a brief under the table interlude.

And so ends another brilliant evening in the life of anne. if i seem sarcastic its a false assumption, i actually had huge amounts of fun. despite being the designated driver.