An apology of sorts.
Yesterday I did a post ostensibly about socializing with my Catholic friends, and went way off track and it finished up as a blog on my first ball which actually doesn’t surprise me as when I started writing the ball kept popping up in my mind, and I skipped over for the most part my meeting with my friend Bernece’s parents.
I could have written considerably more in that post about the ball, once I started it brought back some sparkling memories of a very happy time. Many hundreds of people from 16 to 60, perhaps older. The younger ladies in their pretty ballerina length frocks and their partners in ‘business’ suits, the old people , those over 30, the men in dinner jackets/ tuxedos, some very old men in tails and all the older ladies in full length gowns, the sounds, the music, the laughter it all came flooding back to me now some 63 years on, I must admit to getting a wee bit teary eyed, as is my wont.
So this morning I thought I’d just add a little to yesterdays effort and include a couple of pictures of the Exhibition Buildings in Melbourne, that’s Melbourne Victoria not Florida for my Yankee chums, courtesy of Wikipedia where else? We’d be lost without Wikipedia these days. Anyway without further ado the pictures:
Such a pity I couldn’t find a picture with the inside set up for a ball, well we can’t have evrything I suppose.