53. The Dare to Bare Ball – before the guests.

By the time I arrived at the Duke of Cornwall all the work had been done.  The group of Dancers had dressed the room beautifully with primroses for the Primrose Foundation.  The Raffle prizes were set out, the lighting guys were finishing their touches to make us look as good as we could.  The Duke had given us the writing room to change and have as our HQ.  One of the Bosom Pals, a girl called Cat, was doing make up – we were all excited and nervous.  Anticipation was high.  Denise had organised a couple of Limos to take us around the Hoe and Barbican and so we went.  It was like a prom night except we weren’t graduating from Year 11.  The photos show Joan aka “Nanny” one of the most lovely, yet barking mad women ever born in Ireland, the final walk through with all the tables laid and lighting and videographer in the background, the primroses for the Primrose Foundation which made up the table centre pieces and some of the Dancers on our return from the drive around the Hoe.  D2B T-3 hours. Next we had to wait for our guests.

Author: fionaosmaston

I live in Plymouth, Devon with my husband Nick and near my parents Sandy and Sheena. Our three children, Marcus, Phoebe and Miles are grown up. I am a geographer and love teaching Geography. My current role is as an Assistant Vice Principal in an inner city comprehensive school where I lead on coaching and initial teacher training. In August 2017 I was diagnosed with invasive lobular carcinoma and following a skin sparing mastectomy and endrocrine/hormone treatment I am now awaiting a final reconstruction. These views are my own and writing this story has helped me come to terms with where I am in this interlude of life which has been dominated by breast cancer.

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