The theme was pink and purple
In the Pontville Party tent
And we dressed for the occasion,
Looking good was our intent.
We decorated tables
In purple and in pink
And played with colouring our hair
Asking friends “What do you think?”
And when we turned up for the “do”
We had our nibbles on our plates,
And we also had a drink or two
To share with all our mates.
The Baker Boys performed for us
And they played long and loud.
The dancers surged to the dance floor,
It was a happy party crowd.
I finally made my way back home
My wine bottle the worse for wear,
I danced my way through the pristine grass
I didn’t have a care!
That all changed when I reached my van
And bent to fix my solar light –
I forgot to stop when I leant down
And a dramatic face plant ended my night.
I hope no one saw me-
It was not a pretty sight –
My pride was hurt more than my head
And all because of that stupid light!
To continue the colour theme of the night
My eye is turning purple, not pink
And like Pete and Trish, Rally Managers
I’m swearing off the drink!