Felicity Caterham, Flick, my agent and her sister, my oldest friend Lilly and Flick’s number one right-hand woman, Hattie, decided I needed some mor...l support. Over drinks, in Flick’s sumptuous office I sat with the three of them and it might have been the old days. I was in jeans and a sloppy shirt, legs curled up on the long sofa while Hattie poured the whisky and Flick and Lilly consoled me. Why, I hear you ask, was consolation needed? I was scared. No, actually, I was absolutely terrified.. When the next slow song came on I grabbed Mary again. Her husband had long disappeared in the crowd. I asked her how she was getting home and she wasn't sure. I told her Steph and I could give her and ride and to let us know when she was ready because we were also. She said "You can take me now if you want". She located her husband and told him we were taking her home. He was having fun with friends and wasn't ready to leave. He didn't seem to mind she was leaving early.As we got in my. The reception was fun, Dave bought a bottle of wine, pouring glasses for Sarah and Michael, although both of them spent more time on the dance floor than drinking. While their parents danced, they sat at the table, Sarah resting her feet; she wanted nothing more than to kick her shoes off and have Michael rub them. She was about to ask him when a girl approached; she looked at least two years younger and wore a pretty blue dress. Sarah smiled at her as she turned to Michael and asked him to. . with ribbons. You'll see when we get there." Hmm..."She was unconvinced, but I was sure that I would be proved right.If she was awed by the size of the building she didn't show it, but she was clearly stunned when we walked through the main entrance to be confronted by all the merchandise on display, dresses on mannequins, glittering bits of display materials all set on white pedestals. Hats, coats, scarves, shoes, I grasped her hand and towed her through to the escalator."Wha ... the stairs.