These showbiz parties . . .

I don't know that there was much overlap between the two camps - the 'showbiz types' and the 'villagers'. Or, as Elizabeth Hurley so memorably put it, 'soldiers' and 'civilians'. By and large, one stuck with what one knew. I was quietly surprised that Baby-Faced Comedian was REALLY TALL, appalled at what Influential Comedy Writer And Performer had done to his hair (think Brian May on a bad day) and a bit disappointed that, as Actor Of Whose Work I Am Particularly Fond was sporting a straggly beard and heavy hornrims, he was discouraging panting fans by donning an unappealing disguise. Yup, it was Rachael and Arm's Christmas Party, and there were PLENTY of lovely new (not showbiz) people to meet. Not that the showbizzies weren't lovely. I imagine.

Talking of showbiz, the season of school christmas plays has come and gone, with the littlies acquitting themselves nobly. Beri delivered his line with aplomb, and Sid, for her rendition of 'a star', appears to be channeling Brunnhilde.

And I have my voice back, to the children's chagrin. All it took was to make an appointment with the doctor. Not actually to see him, you understand, just to make the appointment. Within five minutes I was chatting away fit to break my children's hearts. Jeremy has now been handed the baton, and is drooping for two. Still, only an extremely busy day tomorrow - our guests for the day will still be on Singapore time and therefore wanting to start the day early.