This was certainly an event I was looking forward to. The fact that the Boardwalk was being refurbished was no excuse for the long walk to the reception. The matriculants all looked fabulous in their finery and they seemed quite excited - not at the venue - but to see what their fellow-learners had conjured up for their outfits. This seemed to be a well-behaved bunch, but they should know when to be quiet!
This was not an occasion reserved for the learners. The educators had proven that they too can throw an outfit together and look stunning. Well, we are experienced dressers. We do not need to spend R3000 on haute couture to stand out in the crowd - just something old, something new and voilà!
We certainly had the learners in awe of our dance moves. They were surprised, stunned, well ... mesmerised by our agility on the dance floor. We were, by all accounts, teenagers, once before. A good time was certainly had by all.The food, however, left much to be desired. As Merle Abrahams would say, I've never tasted such hard vegetables in my life. It was standard fare - nothing out of the ordinary.
Perhaps the Radisson would be a consideration. Or perhaps, something closer to home. The School Auditorium can be transformed into an Arabian Nights affair any time. Just a bit of planning, good decor and wonderful cuisine. The venue is secondary. It is, in essence, the company which makes an event succesful.
Then, of course, there is the Jarman Hall!
Judging from these images, it is quite clear that we still have it.
