Dinner in Port Perry can only be described as an event any time it happens , its never dull always fun and way too much fabulous food, followed by singing and dancing and general murder and mayhem, sans the Murder part.The elusive Mr. D was on deck along with his lovely daughter Genevieve{ please excuse if I misspelled}.
Elle était une belle jeune femme charmante et très douce!Drinks were a plenty as was conversation and then the mayhem began.
Neil and Jerry the keepers of the barbecue flame had some minor problems but due to Jerry 's intuitive thinking ans Neil concurred they were fixed, then Mr. D commenced with the plate dropping Op ah, which led to singing in the kitchen by the Twixie Chicks, 2 sang one not so much , yes that was me, tone deaf.James Taylor and Carol King gotta love that music.
Dinner was served and the paparazzi arrived without invitations, any shots there fore seen on face book have all been duped!
More wine and laughs Backus would have fit right in, then a musical interlude of various music styles { thanks Gen for introducing us to them}
Later it was outside and the wine flowed and the glasses were raised and more singing along with Mr. Marley and the Wailers not to mention some funky rap and hard rock, the piece di resistance Lynole Ritchie who sent Mr.D dancing on the ceiling.This caused the lovely Gem's wine glass to literally leap up and kill itself.
After cleaning up, desert was served ala Maya Angelou Banana Pie, Yummy.
Dan and I left under a bridge of music and dance led by Mr.D and a conga line of f the deck , were we drove off into the dark night and I am positive the real hardy party was still going on.
No comments:
Post a Comment