What seemed like the whole of the year today parted as they allied with either my lovely friend Sophie or James Woodward, the annoying bastard (non-biased account of course). There must of been about one hundred people huddled around the two watching them argue. When the two finally parted the crowd did likewise. There were two distinctive groups seperated by about a metre of “no-man’s land”. I, being the diplomat I am, immediately saw the solution. A dance off! (Thanks to Dave’s awesome new permalink function you can now view the original dance off post here.)
I put this view forward to a few people but it didn’t seem to catch on. I told Suzi who demanded that I “showed her my moves”. I refused to do this as it was clearly out of context. She then asked for a waltz, to which I obliged. I stopped shortly after as she was laughing at me. She begged me to dance with her some more but alas, my heart was already broken.
