Are you an adult?

F Squadron Christmas dinner on Monday. Was dreading it, for its poshness, the dress requirements, and mostly the fact I was trying to avoid someone. Life is cruel sometimes. Tells me I have no chance, regardless of whether I looked fabulous in a dress or not, then two days later texts me for the first time and spends the night looking bloody amazing in the same uniform that is responsible for the last 5 months of confusion. Sigh.

Anyway... TGF nice Cadets. Hung out with them in the waiting area, successfully avoiding adults. Was fab to see one of our girls in waistcoat and trousers, and amazed at the balls it took for another to be there in a posh dress. Body language was a mini version of how mine would be if I'd had to wear a frock.

Anyway... was a great nice sat with some of our older girls. First time I have ever felt like the cultured one.. I was explaining to them which cutlery to use and how the toasts work etc. However I was also responsible for the flicking the frog from the cracker into the pint glass game. I learned that I'm quite crap at it. I also learned not to be kind and let the cadets go first with the vegetables. The little toads snaffled all the roasties and left me with... sprouts. Sigh.

Best moment of the night was when the waitress came round with the glasses for the port...
"Excuse me, are you an adult?"
"That's a matter for debate, but yes"
Puts down glass, while all surrounding Cadets piss themselves laughing.. She then proceeds to make it worse with...
"Sorry, but it's hard to tell with some of the older boys" !!!!