She's only 60 once

I told myself.
You should show your face.
She IS your sister-in-law.
Just stay for an hour.
Upstairs in 'the club'
Fake wisteria dangling above the huge
empty
dance floor apart from five fizzing toddlers
Prosecco swilling by
and down
and over the table
balloons, silver foil
smiling across the forest of empty glasses
at strangers who shout their names
but I can't hear
above the music
music
hah
jungle noises, screeching monkeys
ah food
no not quite
sausage rolls, corned beef pie
bricks of solid quiche
Chicken legs and cole slaw
hostess in black dress
slit to the thigh
guests in spray on dresses
is it an hour yet?
Jac
you're such a snob

Had to be done.