I was so fortunate to be in the catchment area of a truly great school. It may have had a bad reputation but it was a caring, successful school where I felt really at home and part of something much bigger. The best decision I have made in schooling was to stay on at sixth form, I remained with my favourite people for another two exciting years whilst gaining qualifications I need to get me into teaching myself. As the end of these wonderful 7 years of my life ended, a posh-do was certainly required to draw the whole thing to a close. It really was the perfect way to celebrate and commemorate the end of an era.
So Jake, a few of my lovely girls and myself all got ready at my house. After 2 hours of dolling up, as you can see, we were photo ready.
The hut was certainly the perfect backdrop. These girls are certainly some of the most beautiful I have ever seen and their gorgeous personalities match.
Our hair, surprisingly, played ball and looked really cute. Dad, being the joker he is, obviously had to photobomb.
Our masks (I don't think that I mentioned it was a masquerade ball...woops!) looked so professional. It is surprising what you can do when a few lovely people get together with some old jewellery, glue, paint and kebab sticks.
Despite being older and going to a different school, Jake was allowed to come along to the ball. It's so great that he fits in with my friends. I love showing him off!
After a few snaps we head up the garden in shoes really unfit for grass. We jump in the cars and that is the last I see of my house that day. Falmouth, here we come.
The hotel matched how everyone was looking. Divine! It was wonderful to be able to spend time with friends in an environment very alien to us all.
We chatted, laughed and posed for a long while, the main topics of conversation being the beauty of the venue and whose dresses stood out the most (good and bad of course!). We soon gathered on our tables and the fun began....
Firstly, the nominations. Everybody giggled at the allocations; the future Mr and Mrs, worst driver etc.. I am not sure whether to be happy that I won 'ABS OF THE YEAR' or not. It certainly annoyed one or two guys from the rugby team, that made me smile anyway. Then we had the raffle. Jake and I both won with our tickets and got a go in the lucky dip. As you can see teachers have a sense of humour after all!
Not only did the food look mouth-watering on the menu but it really was. As students we very rarely get to eat this standard of cuisine which makes it even more amazing when we do.
Sharing tales of one another over dinner really made me realise that this was really the last occasion everybody would be together. It was truly the best night to draw our time at Redruth School to a close.
