The Masked Ball was fun, but a weird experience too, especially, the bits that involved finding out from the inside why people in ball gowns act like tossers. Here I am looking elegant as (oh never mind).
Turned out I'd done something wrong with the pond, although the frogs seems not to mind. We had about eight, on the final count (and I bet we missed some).
I also must repeat to myself : don't drink and twitter. It's typo-licious.