| OK,
I'll tell you. You need to know. I was Sweep (right), Mrs F was Sooty
(left), obviously. We arrived as a couple, only to find out that it wasn't a fancy dress party. We had been grossly misinformed. How we laughed, or more to the point, how everyone else laughed at us. That's behind me now and I no longer harbor a strong desire for vengeance on the person who convinced me it was fancy dress, even though the invitations 'forgot' to mention it. You know who you are. |