Old enough to know better, that's me. I've spent the day in bed after consuming an entire party box of wine to myself, when will I ever learn? Oh well, I had fun getting into such a state.
Some of the gang came round last night so the vintage partyware made an appearance.
My 1970's style party hedgehog went all continental and sported a selection of Mediterranean olives. Amy's beautiful sari came in very handy.
We haven't got a dining table as I'd rather have nothing than compromise on something I don't like. Our dinner parties are an informal affair.
We served Jon's legendary pizza
Tossed green salad.
It went down very well.
Sporting a bindi at one of our bashes is obligatory as Jon and Al demonstrate.
The two Lizzies are a bit shy.
The boys love raiding my stock of vintage menswear.
This green wool blazer was a bit snug on Adrian.
The grey cashmere Crombie dwarfed Richard.
Jon refused to part with his beloved camel car coat despite Al's pleas.
Pavlina couldn't fasten the Jaeger jacket across her eight month bump but the colour really suited her.
Liz fell for the rabbit fur coat and took it with her. Adrian kept breaking into Bright Eyes from Watership Down when she wore it out earlier.
The party tree was bedecked with retro sweets and speared Jelly Babies in honour of pregnant Pavlina.