Moorhouse Inn
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Our fancy dress party. It was atrociously successful. Everyone came and it proved to be an enormous drunken bash. Lynn, Dave, Sue, Pete, John & Janette, Jacqui Sate (and her fiancé, Ian), Karen, Steve, Jill, Tim, &c. &c. It kicked off at 8pm and by 9 all were pissed. Whisky was 31p a tot. Phyllis, a French tart, soon had me on the floor. Maureen came dressed as a naughty nun, her arse hanging out at the back. Jacq and Ian dressed as Edwardian boating types. Geoff, a tramp. Audrey came as a female vagrant, and Edna claimed to be Raquel Welch in the film One Million Years BC. Pam, a schoolgirl hockey player. Tina, a buccaneer with an attached parrot. Lynn a 20s flapper. Sue a bridesmaid. One could go on. The place was buzzing with fun until 12 and then a few invited drunks joined us in the tap room. We danced on the tables. Ally looking delectable in a silver 1950s gown. I was wearing a Ronald Reagan 1940s dinner suit. You must look at the photos to feel the intoxicating atmosphere. Gary stayed the night here. Recall very little of the late session. I do enjoy the company of Jacq.
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