Party Over Here

120 people in a regular terraced house for lunch wasn't as crazy as it sounds. Once lunch was out of the way, we could all just concentrate on hanging out in the garden under the marquee cracking joke, cussing each other and basically doing what we do every week but this time doing it while dressed up in fancy clothes.

(Note: NOT a gazebo)

I have no idea where the eleven hours went (although a few of us did take an excursion to Green Street in the middle). Definitely one of those rare summer thangs.