Yesterday morning, I found myself sitting in the back of a stretch limo, sipping a glass of Chandon* being whisked away to a secret location. Just your average Sunday really.
My sister-wife Susan had arranged the surprise for our birthdays and teased us with clues for the preceding two weeks. I was completely clueless about our destination. The limo driver even got in on the act, detouring south for a bit before we headed north.
In the end, the surprise was seeing Darryl Braithwaite at the Green Room in Eumundi. It was such fun seeing the clues in situ - they were so different that what I'd imagined.
As we shared some lunch, I was telling the girls that the last time I'd seen Darryl Braithwaite was in 2009. Then I remembered my old blog and was able to show them the photos. At the time I blogged
How do you honour an aging rock star?
You go dressed from the decade he last had a hit!
Yesterday didn't involve nearly as much hairspray and there was no green eyeshadow to be seen. Darryl was a little older, but so was I. He graciously posed for pictures with us (and signed one of my mates' left breast, but that's a story for another time).
are you a fan of the Bedazzler?
what did you get up to this weekend?
* Congrats to Eliz a Buf for correctly guessing that one. That girl knows her booze!
I bet Daryl loved being surrounded by a bevy of beauties.
LOVE Daryl .. showing no signs of slowing down and seemingly lovin' the ride 🙂
I have to admit I have no idea who he is (will have to google after this) but it looks like you had fun! I did have a chuckle at your green hairspray though - fantastic!!