How can i dance!

Well the weekend has gone really fast. It started with me and Julie making over 500 sandwiches for a surprise 50th birthday party, which was easy peasy with a pro like Jules on the job!!

Then we went to the New York pub to help lay out the food and set up tables, and I ended up blowing up every balloon in the house. No one else was able too, must be because I am full of hot air!

Even though I have not been out socialising for a few weeks since surgery - I was not really looking forward to this night out, as it was upstairs in the pub, and smoking is down stairs in the street.

None the less, Stu had a lovely surprise and everyone (except me) was merrily getting drunk. I only had 3 drinks all night as I didnt like the idea of falling or doing something stupid with my tender foot. So I was up and down and up and down those stairs all night like puffing billy.

Then Robbie Williams decides to get me up dancing - how can i dance with a big clobbing wedge shoe like this... but i had a go.. i was shattered. Hence sleeping the best part of sunday away - not because i had a hangover, but because of all the exercise i got.