Obligatory Holiday Functions
Enters his study, begins dictating again, quill at the ready.
"Saturday, Eleven December, Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire.
I am recovering from an official, i.e. obligatory and tiring holiday function in a hotel ballroom having had too much food, not enough drink, and enough politics to last into the new year.
I was invited as the escort of a good friend of my spouse, therefore not partaking in any dancing, though I could not possibly perform the wild thrashings I saw exhibited and as the band playing was most likely unfamiliar with a rousing boree or minuet, there I sat. And sat. And sat. And SAT.
I was one of the youngest people there, which is saying something."
Accios his snifter and bottle of brandy, magically pours it, plucks the glass from the air, sips.
"The highlight of the evening was when a conga line burst in, wound through our room and out an adjacent door (I had half a mind to join them).
That and discreetly watching the movement of the rather ample...adornments...of some of the younger women whilst dancing. End."
Magically closes the journal, tosses back the remainder of the brandy and retires for the evening.
"Saturday, Eleven December, Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire.
I am recovering from an official, i.e. obligatory and tiring holiday function in a hotel ballroom having had too much food, not enough drink, and enough politics to last into the new year.
I was invited as the escort of a good friend of my spouse, therefore not partaking in any dancing, though I could not possibly perform the wild thrashings I saw exhibited and as the band playing was most likely unfamiliar with a rousing boree or minuet, there I sat. And sat. And sat. And SAT.
I was one of the youngest people there, which is saying something."
Accios his snifter and bottle of brandy, magically pours it, plucks the glass from the air, sips.
"The highlight of the evening was when a conga line burst in, wound through our room and out an adjacent door (I had half a mind to join them).
That and discreetly watching the movement of the rather ample...adornments...of some of the younger women whilst dancing. End."
Magically closes the journal, tosses back the remainder of the brandy and retires for the evening.