Mazz says:
It was full of fine looking ladies and dullard men. They had a 'Foxy Hunter' calendar on our table. It was full of sexy snaps of young ladies that go hunting. Miss March was sat at our table.
It was like dining with the enemy.
I had a dance to ABBA.
excellent! how on earth did you get an invite to that??? i imagine you probably went down well with the "horse and hound crumpet".
my dad spent years trying to hook my sisters up with young farmers with "ruddy cheeks and rough hands".