What a night
I could have sworn that the clock was going slower and slower as it ticked round towards 8.30. Sonia and I both took a swig out of our wine glasses at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed. “Are you as nervous as me?” she asked. I told her that I was although I also told her I was very excited. We were waiting for Tina and Jim to arrive. We had met them during a weekend break a couple of months ago, and over a bit of drunken flirting in the hotel bar discovered that we all had...