The Phoenix Rises

By sheilaM

Neon Princess

An errant blipper's seventeenth Birthday Bash.

A Neon Party.

All her friend's turned out to wish her well as she turned 17 and threw themselves into dressing up in yellow, pink, orange, green and blue. With Glo sticks a plenty and wild dancing and merryment, We, the adults kept well out of it.

The kitchen was the place where we managed to hide. Glad to keep the kettle company and sneak the occaisional shot.

Far too much pizza and cake consumed and a few dozen cans of Scotland's other national drink. Ah well, they all enjoyed it.

My lads seemed to have accrued a few new Bebo contacts of the female kind.
Thats My Boys!

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