They like. They like.
Hazel's place setting. We always have crackers, hats, eye masks, place cards, choc coins and candy canes.
Mark's friend L whom we managed to coax into playing some beautiful pieces.
A 'seasoned' smoker who wanted to be photographed with her bling.
Irish coffee. I taught my clever nephew Dom how to make this. He learnt it easily, from how to pour boiling water into a glass without cracking it, right down to whipping the cream to the right consistency and dropping and floating it on top of the glass. Well done - Dom. I used double measures of Dewar's 12 year old whisky (sacrilege I hear some of you scream but it does make a difference). He in turn taught S, who made her second glass with double coffee and single whisky. S, darling, that's 3 measures of whisky on top of the red - hehe.
Irish coffee, empty wine glasses, cigarettes, chocs, etc, etc.
Reason why I slave hours and hours in the kitchen. Cheers everyone - till 2007.
Lastly, she like, she like.
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