Think Bridget Jones’ diary thankfully without the karaoke! What a hoot. Thankfully Mel remembered to bring a camera to catch all the antics as they happened.
Levels of dress ranged from casual to cocktail with enough makeup, hairspray and perfume to successfully deplete what remains of the ozone layer over New Zealand. I think I inhaled enough of it pickle my insides.
Great night with lots of laughs. A bit of dancing, although not too sure that Steps is on my list of most memorable bands in history.
My fellow team mates are a right laugh and had a ball with them. We kicked on afterwards to a couple of bars in Clifton before finally giving up as my feet were killing me!
Here’s a wee taster (courtesy of Mel’s pics!).
Cheers – C
