Above, a picture of the brass band that entertained the arriving guests. They were excellent. So was the program. The symphony, of course, is a pick-up orchestra, but performed ably. It was the guests that I found most remarkable. They all seemed to know each other. It was like going to a family wedding, if your family consisted of well-heeled and well-dressed people. The women were exceptionally stylish, except for one or two human skeletons in baby dresses--hanging straight from the shoulders and cut off below the hips. Not a good idea for women over forty, especially if you have legs like sticks. The younger women were ravishing. Women were all dressed to the nines, or at least to the eight and a halfs. Men, not so much.
And men look so great in evening dress!