The women who attended that night are all witty and articulate, as you would know if you read their blogs, so as you can imagine it was a good night with lots of talk and laughter. I think we said good-bye to each other at least a dozen times and then went right on chatting, despite tired waitstaff kicking us out of the venue and (very politely I must add) turning off the outside light.
And now a sneaky peek at their soul-windows, and some impressions. Apologies for the poor picture quality and the red-eye. I blame the waiter who took the shot of course.
Craftymum. Her eyes are slightly wistful, until she gets a giggle in them.
Becandcall. Her eyes have a slightly quizzical look and a pronounced twinkle.
Pea Soup. Listening eyes, if that makes sense? And smiling eyes too.
Muppinstuff. Soft, thoughtful eyes. Inviting, as if you could tell her confidences.
House & Baby. Her eyes have a quick humour . Except when she's being extra funny, then they are quite deadpan.
Another Nutter aka Nutmeg. Sweetly serious eyes, with a happy smile behind them.
Only Books All the Time aka Lazy Cow. Vivacious eyes, bright and smiley and friendly.
Poppalina aka Shula. Her eyes are wryly amused. And somehow faraway, even when she's looking right at you.
And me of course. Just before I took up my axe and ran amok. Fortunately there was garlic and holy water handy so they all made it out alive.
