A day of too many posh English people. Half of them looked like heart attacks waiting to happen (you should have seen the size of the bowl of trifle...). The other half looked like over grown schoolboys. They all occupied space in a nauseating 'born to rule' manner. If she asks me there again, I will say no more firmly. In fact I will point blank refuse.

Felt stifled by the end of it. Sadly my Weegies had gone home so no one to keep me sane while it was going on. Let off steam on a girls nite out.