The ever lovely Meg (her top line for the evening: "Chicken tikka on my arsecrack") was tearing around like Lord Snowdon in heat and managed to come up with a fine selection of photos, including a swag of devastatingly unflattering ones of your humble author (see below for example). The equally enchanting Luke and I discussed the finer points of 80s New Zealand television, including everyone's favourite high camp soap opera, "Gloss". So overall, a fun night all round!
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