The British High Commissioner's Residence was beautiful - marble floors, big open fire place, persian rugs, proper sofas...the garden was amazing too - all sorts of trees, flowerbeds billowing with plants and the softest, squishiest greenest grass I've ever seen!
It was all terribly proper, the drinks table had a white damask tablecloth, white jacketed waiters weaved in among the guests, who were talking about just how chilly it was for the time of year! After the speeches we all clapped politely and mingled about until we were shepperded off to say our goodbyes and let our gracious hosts get off to bed.
Sadly though there were no stacks of Ferrero Rocher in sight - disappointing!!
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