Despite the promising potential of Saturday, I failed to commit any major faux pas either in the afternoon, or at Radz' gig that night. The best I could manage was when Radz pulled out a 96 page exercise book full of his handwritten set lists and I asked him if it was his thesis. That was pretty dumb.
Not as dumb as Bruce though, who danced with a girl all night and after she made a 'phone' hand signal, he shook his head and waved a hand at her. It later eventuated that he thought she was saying she had to make a phone call. Alas, she never returned from that important phone call.
Laurence pulled out a zinger as we discussed the dinner we'd had with Georgia's parents during the week. He advised me that "your in-laws seem real nice, well the dad anyway", followed immediately by: "Georgia's heaps like her mum, isn't she?"
When you're in love with a beautiful woman, you gotta watch your friends, you gotta watch your friends... Well that won't be necessary in this case at least.