Mimi has whacked on her barely-there top to wander into a restaurant that Fred just so happens to be waiting for Olivia in. She wastes no time in complimenting him. ‘I like your hair down, I only saw it up that time’ she says (#goodchat).
Ollie wants a violence-themed ‘can you guess what gender the child is’ party. He wants Icelandic swords and piñata battering.
Binky hasn’t RSVP’d to Mark Francis’ Russian ball invitation because she’s with child and that means you can’t go to parties that are themed around Eurasian Federations.
I’ve been advertising my site this week as “Drew Drawls+”; this isn’t a brand change, it’s simply a nod to the extra layer the blog now has to it.
Victoria and Mark Francis are discussing uncouth people at Christmas. “People who decorate in November…doesn’t it devastated you?”
Fred’s got his metronome out and Francis is assessing his fingering.
Steph force feeds Julius oysters and champagne and laughs way too hard at everything he says.
Tiff makes it perfectly clear that Toff will not be asked to be the godmother of her and Sam’s non-existent (and very unfortunate) child.