Year after year I still voluntarily return to St Angelas Ursuline School and its a rare moment for me to put my vocal chords to good use and own the stage like some cabaret starlet drunk on narcissism, even if it was for a brief moment. We decided to be a little ludicrous and on top of performing a Puppini Sister's rendition of Blondie's Heart of Glass we slipped in a Soko classic straight after a Primary School gave a butter wouldn't melt repertoire on loving friends and happiness and sunshine and all things imaginable... We flaunted our performance seasoned with plenty of bravado and explicit language and as, well, ex-students of preen and poise, it was either going to be a hit or miss.
There was a hubbub of unexpected laughter mid song but apart from the odd slip up, everything was just, well, dandy.
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EXPECTATIONS:
REALITY:
After all that razzle dazzle we headed to our local for a cheeky pint or two all in good intention for dear Ernesta's nineteenth; smiles all round!
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