Yikes!
This was prior to going a ball, possibly seconds before the taxi arrived. I suspect that I was heavily addicted to balls, as I went to quite a few while I was at university.
The young lady in the photo, despite her demure posture, is having the time of her life. Never one to mar her features with a grin, she would signal her giddy excitement through a complex ritual of lip-pursing and eye-squinting.
She eventually married a man by the name of Leonard Pickles.
The gentleman on the phone was my most boring friend ever - a coveted status still unchallenged.
When my first girlfriend and I eventually broke up, he suddenly married her, leaving me guilt-free to adopt a hedonistic lifestyle of interesting people and gay bars.
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