So, tonight? We are having a party:
Nothing’s too good for our guests. That’s Asda’s very finest "wine in a box" there, I’ll have you know. (In Terry’s defence – for it was he who went shopping while I was lyingaround the house with my feet up working – it is a cocktail party…)
Dude, that is my kind of party!
Nice kitchen.
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Cripes!
You and Terry really must come to Oz – I’ll throw one of “my” parties. When I say “my”, like they’re something SO different that they require inverted commas, it’s probably because they are
We may be nearing 30, but fairy bread (white bread with margerine and 100s&1000s on ‘em, in case this is an aussie thing), chocolate crackles, home-made cupcakes and pink biscuits are standard fare. Along with fruit punch and candle holders and cake stands and tea pots! I’m quite intent on practicing and perfecting the High Tea in time for a visit!
I can even pick up some boxed wine for you so you feel at home
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I think the important question is – are we invited?
So how bad was the hangover?
Ooooh that looks so fun!