I warm to this kind of party!

Kentish Express Ashford & District - - Front Page -

As I sit down to write this week’s col­umn, it is the day af­ter the night be­fore and the night be­fore was a very late one. On Sun­day, we had the kmfm ‘do they know it’s Christ­mas …yet?’ party and if I say so my­self, it went very well in­deed. It was a beau­ti­ful day in ev­ery sense of the word. There was not a cloud in the sky and the sun shone down on us as if it was il­lu­mi­nat­ing the pro­ceed­ings for us and us alone. The un­for­tu­nate part was that it was un­be­liev­ably bloom­ing freez­ing. The stage was set out­side Utopia at the bot­tom of Bank Street, the Christ­mas tree was looking re­splen­dent in its dress­ing and the bar­be­cue (yes, you heard me, a bbq in the mid­dle of De­cem­ber) was a beau­ti­ful oa­sis of heat that peo­ple hov­ered around much like moths to a light. But sen­si­ble peo­ple took refuge in­side where mince pies and mulled wine were go­ing down a storm. The only fool­hardy stal­warts who were out­side were the bril­liant Sal­va­tion Army band who played on re­gard­less. It was very rem­i­nis­cent of the band that played on as The Ti­tanic sunk: noth­ing was go­ing to stop them bang­ing out the tunes, not even their lips be­ing frozen to their in­stru­ments (so to speak). I doff my imag­i­nary cap in your gen­eral di­rec­tion, above and be­yond the call of duty guys. Thank you. The evening part of event was the un­veil­ing of my “Webbo’s Dusty’s Years Disco” (avail­able for par­ties, bar-mitz­vahs and char­i­ties) ably as­sisted by Matt ‘the mir­ror ball’ Ball and Ben ‘the vinyl’ Wat­son. That’s right, he still uses the old fash­ioned method, ge­nius (by the way kids, vinyl is like a big plas­tic cd and to lis­ten to it, you have to put a nee­dle on it as it spins around... crazy). I’ve been in­volved in quite a few char­ity events since be­ing in this job and I have to say that I am al­ways amazed at just how gen­er­ous you lot are. It doesn’t mat­ter what the cause is, you al­ways come up trumps, and so I thank you whole-heart­edly for putting your hands in your pock­ets (best place for them in this weather) and part­ing with hard-earned cash. We did man­age to drag the lot of you out­side to wit­ness the celebri­ty­packed Christ­mas tree light switchon. And drew the build-up out long enough, in true pan­tomime style, for the ar­rival of a very tardy Ra­zor Rud­dock. It was al­most as if it had been re­hearsed. Some­how he even man­aged to get the big­gest cheer. Thanks also to my new found friends Barry Fuller, the Gilling­ham FC cap­tain and Jamie Staff, with his Olympic gold medal, who were ad­e­quately early for the pro­ceed­ings. So Sun­day’s party on top of our ‘kmfm se­nior cit­i­zens Christ­mas party’ last Thurs­day has now re­ally got me in the mood for the big day. I’d like to wish you all a very merry Christ­mas and hope you get ev­ery­thing you de­serve.

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