Bench

Sorry about that, Lucy.




we were dancing, the room was hot and so were we, so someone had opened the window to let some air in. Once we had cooled down, it had to be shut again. The sash window wouldn't slide shut from the inside, so someone had to go outside to push it up. That was me. Mission accomplished, I turned to jump off the bench and promptly fell through the slats. Umm. As I was so relaxed by a tiny glass of red wine I didn't feel any pain from the scrape on my elbow, but I think that Matt may have some bench-mending to do. I think it was rotten anyway.

Sorry again, Lucy. And it was a great party.

:o/

:o)