To say that my housewarming was a humdinger would, I think, be an understatement. What a wonderful and crazy night it was. I tried to make a list of everyone who rocked up, I got to 61 people and then realised I was still drunk so had to stop… It was crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrazy and fabulous.
I wanted to have a good old fashioned house party and I sure did. The kitchen was packed, the hall was packed, the living room was packed, even the bathroom was packed. Gorgeous. Pete who I hadn’t seen for around 10 years turned up (joyous), Angela who I’d only known through my internet writing group turned up (wonderful), my good and trusted ballroom dancing buddies turned up (wish I’d had a chance to do more rhumbas) and the atmosphere was one of real friendship and mixing and much hilarity. Different friends from many different phases and stages of my life all in one place. It could have been “This is Your Life”.
Favourite moments were seeing Obi’s sad face when the girl he was chatting up said she was going to get some food but would DEFINITELY coming back, the shock spotting of two work colleagues snogging out of the corner of my eye, taking a break to do a bit of the jigsaw in my bedroom with Alastair and getting my bottom fondled by the Artist Formerly Known as Gene in the hallway as he was leaving. Ha ha! That’s the kind of party I like! Even the drama of an open bottle of red wine being spilled down the back of my fridge and gradually seeping out of the front like a scene from Carrie made me chuckle. What a party!!
I got lots of lovely housewarming presents including the marvellous “Cooking Price-Wise” Vincent Price cookbook from the lovely Matthew from Movietone-news and the equally lovely Angela. I decided that in an attempt to get down off the euphoria of my party somehow, I would make something that would assist me in using up some of the umpteen bottles of half drunk wine strewn around my kitchen. Goulash it is, and it’s in the slow cooker right now…
It was lovely to see you – your pad is maaaaahhhhhhhhvellous.
Hope the goulash is a success – I’ll feel like it’s my fault if it’s a disaster.
Thank you my dear. I am very, very, very happy with both my pad and my party. LOVE “Cooking Price-Wise” and took half an hour out today on the sofa to peruse. You have absolutely nothing to fear about the goulash. If any of the stars knew how to cook it was Vincent. Followed by (IMHO) Marlene, Dick Powell and Valentino….
Man, you did well to get out early last night. The party really turned into some kind of crazy mayhem in the wee small hours. I loved every single minute and thank the stars that all I had to do today was tidy up.
Now I am going to put myself in the recovery position.
It was great to see you and Angela (and your chums, one of whom totally charmed my work colleague Obi…)
I’m going to get back in the swing of Silver Screen Sundays once I’ve got a table and chairs so will have you two over soon – Jx
Stop press. Just filled my face with an enormous bowl of Vincent’s goulash and it was utterly divine. Perfect hangover cure.
Now? Bed!
Great party Jenny! and great to see you again – looking fabulous! Thanks for inviting me – hope you have nothing but good times in your (fantastic!) new place.
It was lovely to see you too choochie face. Looking fabulous your big bad self!