Darklands
Getting quite used to this thing they call a social life!
As Gothgrr mentioned on her journal the service in pubs improves considerably when wearing skimpy clothing. I must remember this useful information for next time,so instead of the hand knitted blue tank top and orange dungarees I normally put on to go to the bar (and wait five hours to get served) I should follow Gothgrr's lead and put a corset on. Anyway after fulfilling at least half of the boys in York teenage fantasies, we all moved onto Darklands.
On first inspection I must admit to being slightly worried given that the dance floor was filled with a mixture of pre pubescent females and couples in mid snog, (the scene resembled a school disco, or maybe I'm just getting old). Thank goodness my fears were not enough to put me off as it turned out to be a fantastic night, made all the better by meeting up with lovely people. Like Gothgrr, antgirl, Steve and Vicks, steer, A crow, Sarah, Nicky (Steers sister) Chris? (Mr Eds brother) and Mandy. You've all probably guessed by now I don't know everybody's journal name, so sorry! Also sorry if I have forgotten to mention anybody, your all nice .....really!!
Attempted to dance, this went incredibly badly as I found out ten inch heels and varied movement do not do work well together. I also managed to avoid total humiliation(but only just) when my heel got caught on the back of my long skirt almost revealing my Bridget Jones knickers! I don't think the world is quite ready for a flash of my unattractive underwear.
Am just try to work out if I have the energy/money to go to Wendy House. Well it would mean me going out twice in a month, don't you know!
As Gothgrr mentioned on her journal the service in pubs improves considerably when wearing skimpy clothing. I must remember this useful information for next time,so instead of the hand knitted blue tank top and orange dungarees I normally put on to go to the bar (and wait five hours to get served) I should follow Gothgrr's lead and put a corset on. Anyway after fulfilling at least half of the boys in York teenage fantasies, we all moved onto Darklands.
On first inspection I must admit to being slightly worried given that the dance floor was filled with a mixture of pre pubescent females and couples in mid snog, (the scene resembled a school disco, or maybe I'm just getting old). Thank goodness my fears were not enough to put me off as it turned out to be a fantastic night, made all the better by meeting up with lovely people. Like Gothgrr, antgirl, Steve and Vicks, steer, A crow, Sarah, Nicky (Steers sister) Chris? (Mr Eds brother) and Mandy. You've all probably guessed by now I don't know everybody's journal name, so sorry! Also sorry if I have forgotten to mention anybody, your all nice .....really!!
Attempted to dance, this went incredibly badly as I found out ten inch heels and varied movement do not do work well together. I also managed to avoid total humiliation(but only just) when my heel got caught on the back of my long skirt almost revealing my Bridget Jones knickers! I don't think the world is quite ready for a flash of my unattractive underwear.
Am just try to work out if I have the energy/money to go to Wendy House. Well it would mean me going out twice in a month, don't you know!