A Footballer's Wives themed shindig. Rolf and I entered the spirit by wearing too much white and matching rings. We were going for a tasteful yet cheap Vicky & Dave look. We looked a bit out of place waiting for the taxi on Leatherhead high street, but fitted right in when we arrived. A thoroughly lovely evening, meeting lots of Rolf's old college mates. The only downer on the whole evening was hearing what a nightmare the school run from Kingston to Ewell has become, oh those poor loves - stuck in a SUV for nearly 1/2 an hour each way.... Makes you wonder why they allow buses on the roads at all - they just clog it up for mummy in her freshly valeted Freelander :) I should be clear here - it wasn't Rolfy's mates telling me this - it was some other people I overheard (and possibly exagerrated).
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