I also wanted to thank everyone for their kind words before I went on with this post. It really means allot.
What a waste of a good night. I did go to the Ball after all last night but did my usual thing of calling Dazza to come and get me by about 10.30pm. I did have a good time but a better time I could have had at home with Daz! There were performers all over the place starting with a poor woman dressed as a cat crawling around the floor rubbing up against you. I'm sorry but I get enough of that at home with my 3 cats. There was a flame thrower and a juggler except he kept on dropping his balls. Food was finger food, not bad but nothing to write home about. Drinking, well there was that but it turned out to be beer, wine, champers and soft drink. Its funny the only soft drink I did see was towards the end of the night and you should have seen how small the bottles were. Wouldn't have been wanting to alternate with those as they were smaller that a cup yet the alcohol was huge. I ended up having to find Dazza in the city as he is no good with directions even when spelt out for him. How hard is it to find The Regent Theatre in Collins Street anyway????
But I'm up now with no sore head but the makings of a sore throat that I have to clear allot but other than that no damage done. Although I have lost 4 hours of my life that I will never get back ;P