Just got back a little while from chaperoning a school ball. Since this is a foundation school, it's the first time the seniors have had one.
Not one incident. No problems. Nada. Zip. Sweet Bupkiss.
I should be grateful, but it made for a slow, boring night!

Only trouble I had was when students came up to me asking for a dance! I was feeling a little tender from my off... but I got into it and then sat back down and waited till it was all over rover.
Missed watching the rugger 'cause of it sheesh! And I had to pay the privilege of $20 to attend it!

I made sure I got my $$'s worth from the buffet and dessert.
Was blardy funny watching the poor girls with strapless dresses hoiking them back up when they were lurching around on the dance floor!
I ended up being the bag-holder as all and sundry used the teacher's table to ensure no-one plundered them. Made $250 that night! (j/k)
Ride home on the bus was a sedate affair, I chatted with the amiable driver as we sorted out the problems of NZ and the world in the half-hour drive back Southside (event held at Crowne Plaza).
Right, better things to do ... sort out the little ol'Hornet, Daisy and the minimoto bike I picked up today! W00t!
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