Birthday Pics.. Florence Broadhurst visits Raffles Hotel (via the Christianshavn canals) (for my) & my boss' 50th birthday party I dressed up as Queensland's favouite truth-stretching wallpaper diva in a disused factory converted into a replica of Raffles Hotel. Ever fond of games and birthday traditions the danes didnt hold back notwithstanding the unusual location - long speeches, formal buffet dinner, singapore slings on arrival, lots of cigarette smoking and a game where when your colour was called you had to run up with all the other guests holding balloons the same colour and stuff them up the dress of the birthday girl until she literally popped. I had to stick my up between her legs.. embarrassing all round but i guess that was the point. Quite an ice breaker. Was fun to see everyonedressed up and ver ygenerous to have the whole office invited I thought. The next day was a surprise outing - and quite fitting. Johnny and I enjoyed a lot of local colour at the Races. Or as we say in Denmark - Galopen. Its definately not got the following it enjoys in England or Australia but a very interesting place about 10 mins out of town in the very old Kings Hunting forest, Dyrehvn, and a slightly odd but quaint atmosphere with just the right amount of people to make it fun. It was ladies day so they had two competitions - a best hat in which almost everyone who wore a funny hat won a prize, and the all female jockey race where the winning jockey won her weight in champagne. The weighing was done on some very old scales and was taken rather seriously. Thank you mum for the birthday presents, aussie fashions and some painting lessons. Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes and unreal presents. Lizzie for the no sweat sneakers and the "my mum bedazzled all my clothes tshirt." And thank you Johnny for the i pod. so lucky..
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