I know it has taken an implausibly long time to document the aftershock from the first disco but finally, phew, here it is:
Someone told us that the second disco would be the hardest. They were right. I blame the stress (not the spritzers) for my lack of memory that night.
That said, somehow we managed to fill our village hall with disco smiles and frankly, awesome dance moves. Thriller has nothing on this.
And we love you ALL.