Blipping the decorations

At the Oxfam Christmas dinner (CB works at Oxfam; I just go along as her minder), the branch manager started blipping the decorations. I expect it gets you that way after a while. Then a Welshman dressed up as Father Christmas with plaits, later emerging as a singing Scot, a couple pretended to be the two Ronnies, CB read a very nice story about a charity shop and cross-dressing which she had written, there were a couple of quizzes and a raffle, and it didn't rain as we walked there and back. All in all, a lovely evening. And the food was good too!