Rumnea, with another self-made dress, and myself
After a hot and sweaty afternoon at football yesterday, I joined Rumnea
at the wedding party of one of her female work colleagues, where the usual eating and drinking took place, the latter in large quantities by nearly every male present. Actually, it was one of her former workmates, as she left the company a few days ago and has now begun life with another firm. However, she honoured the invitation and dragged me along kicking and screaming. Especially onto the dancefloor to do our version of the madizone, where we were joined by the gaggle of young ladies you can see in the photo below. They thought it most amusing that a barang could dance the madizone, albeit with two left feet. Note to self: practice in front of the mirror.
My cute dancing crew take a breather between dances Rumnea with the bride, her former workmate