A wonderful time was had by all , Mr C resplendent in snake hipped trousers , Cuban heels,shirt slashed to the waist , revealing a luxuriant chest wig and moodily stroking his 'Clarke Gable' moustache , the sultry lights flashing off his oiled pompadour (Don't misunderstand me It wasn't fancy dress , Mr C ALWAYS dresses like that)
Even Fellow Kitchen Bitches Frobisher and Kieth , got into the swing of things.The Beast Thinks Frobisher could have made more of an effort , who ever heard of a blonde Latin spitfire .
I was banished Cinderella like to the kitchen , to scrub the floor until it gleamed.
I was only released from my drudgery for
Last Tango in Dorchester
***sinister rattling of maraca's***
On another point , Christmas Stuff is popping up all over the place , Aisles and Aisles of crap in the supermarket.
The Beasts says.
IT's TOO FRIGGING EARLY
* If you don't get the butter reference.....go and hire yourself Last Tango in Paris