According to the photos I took with the new, whizz-bang, Star Trek-esque portable, wireless mobile telephony device, it looks like it was quite an evening.
Thank goodness for the phone.
Otherwise I would only be left with the selected highlights that have somehow stuck in my memory.
If by 'highlights' I mean propping myself up against a wall in the Oporto car-park watching fooly sik burn-outs whilst wondering why I wasn't getting beaten up...
And you just know that is what I mean by 'highlights'...
This is what I've pieced together so far.
And no, it is not supposed to make any sense.
Looks good, huh!
I guess the Lovely Wife and I could start up a
Tickets are selling fast.