Strictly nought penc e....

I clicked on my email and had two emails that started with

Congratulations!

they were, an invitation with a plus one to the Freixenet launch party/Strictly come dancing lesson by non other than that snake hipped kiwi Brendan Cole. Immediately I contacted my first choice as a plus one, my friend and colleague the very glamourous Sharon (pictured above) she said yes, so I emailed our names for the guest list and made a note of the date on the calender. The second prize was for completing and sending back a one page survey for barclays bank, this was in a magazine called smart living with my mum gave me. I won an ESPA detoxifying salt scrub, I only had to confirm a delivery address and that was it.

For the strictly night out it said dress was Smart, Glamourous and over the top, hmmmn I reckon I can do that. So as the working day finished last thursday me and Shaz set about making ourselves glam and made our way to the secret location, where our names were indeed on the guest list. Inside the club we started off with a couple of strawberry belinis and cute mini cupcakes, there were feather bowers, eye masks, long gloves, a roving photographer and makeup artists that specialised in gemstones on faces, of course I do like to give everything a go (apart from morris dancing and incest) a couple more glasses of freixnet rose and Brendan came a leaping energetically down the stairs leading directly to the dancefloor. I havent seen a shirt unbuttoned to a navel since Chequers nightclub, Tenby July 1983, who knows maybe its all back in fashion. After a quick salsa tutorial the music began and we were all strutting our funky stuff, next came the cha, cha, cha and finally a very saucy dance from Dirty Dancing ..... along with the complimentary drinks we each had bangles which we could use to obtain more cava than I have or ever will drink again, as it was a school night we didnt stay for the disco but left around 10.00pm, for my somewhat *silent hubs to collect us both and ensure we got home safely, the goody bags were randomly good and contained:


A cute bottle of freixenet cava
A beautiful freixenet keyring
A very random carton of Custard to make creme brule with
A cadbury's caramel
An alpen bar and finally a weightloss tea bag


* hubs had been up since 6am, and wasnt the original lift home, firstborn had promised but as he later found it was St Pats day and there was a good band on at the horse and jockey all promises were nul and void and hubs was drafted in. He wasnt really grumpy about it just worn out, but you know as he has and will be the recipient of many other nought pence prizes he will just have to take the rough with the smooth......

Ive had the time of my life, ive never felt this way before ect.....

Maria X