It's time to come out of hiding. One of the reasons I moved here was to shake off things like "celebrating Christmas" and--except for our own party--I did manage to avoid every little "celebration". Still, our party was fun and The Court turned out in record numbers for an evening of free everything; what a loyal bunch. For those who know them, I've posted just some of their pictures.

What a difference three days make. On Sunday, FernandeKute (my favorite DJ) was doing his thing as Fernando.

On Wednesday, he proved Divine is not gone.



It was another balmy night in the seventies so dancing commenced on the patio.



A very nice touch was delivered by one of the newest members of Court, The Count La Mot. A clever man, La Mot knows that NOTHING smooths entrance to Court like presents, and he brought a great number of bejeweled, gold bags containing ornaments.

They were a great hit and a brilliant way to signal the end to the party. The following day I entered into another short hibernation from parties. Now, the coast is clear to New Years .