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This afternoon I take a gaggle of teenagers to a reception. They are all pretty good girls, and make for good company most of the time, but as young teens, they can get a bit, shall we say, noisy. The slapping games are a problem, because from where I am sitting, I can't tell if they are playing or fighting. All I know is what I hear... and it is not pretty.

We will all have rubber chicken, and then sit through two or more hours of introductions, followed by a really silly skit.

And in a week, we'll do it all again.

And I love it.