Quite so, Chewy. My stamina's just fine, thanks but I had to disappear for a while in order to put on my disguise so Mr Scribbles won't recognise me if he turns up to drag me home in disgrace (by the hair, natch. He likes to indulge his caveman tendencies. It's quite sexy
).
Anyway, here I am, welded into this boned, fishtail gown that's two sizes too small, platinum blonde Afro wig in place and minus my diamanté specs do I can't see anything or anyone clearly. Hey, handsome, let's party! Oh, sorry. You're a coat stand ...