From the brass horn of the gramaphone small musical notes bobbed and weaved their way out into the open air and moved with effortless easy around the bodies of the swaying guests. Annie danced with Geraldine, Cyril danced with the Calves and Horace danced on his own..but hoped for better things. And down below them, with drinks and cakes and pleasant conversation stood Bertha, Camille, Norma and Captain Bill.
'You know,' said Camille, 'I think this must be the best party I 'ave ever been to!'
'Really?' asked Captain Bill.
'Why yes!' replied Camille, 'there is music and dancing and cake....and more cake..................and even more cake!'
'Well, we aim to please,' said Captain Bill and he offered Camille another slice of cake.
'Actually,' continued Camille,' I must be honest with you all...and this will make you laugh, but before the party started I was a little bit worried about what it would be like. I know you will find this difficult to believe but in the past I 'ave been to some parties where all people did was drink huge amounts of wine and fall over!'
'Never!' called out Cyril.
'Oh yes!' replied Camille,'and that sort of thing would never do for ma little students to see. Now who wants another nice glass of lemonade?'
And Cyril and Bertha said they would.
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