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Witch Weekly · January 6, 2020 – 2:14 AM

Out With A Bang: The (Last) Best Parties of 1889
There was no better opportunity to celebrate than in sending off the old year and ringing in a new decade (and with the Ministry closed after the candle-lighting, certainly no excuse for non-attendance at such events!) — but in case you missed them, here is a round-up of all you need to know!

Will Antigone Lestrange continue to impress us next year?

The GoodIn a novel occasion for the retiring Lestrange couple, Mrs. Antigone Lestrange invited society to a ball with all the trappings of a Germanic village, with delightful music and the dancefloor occupied to bursting all night long! A wondrous debut, for the guests were buzzing with nothing but pleasant memories afterwards (though there have been rumours of some guests needing check-ups in St. Mungo’s the next morning — they must have quite over-exerted themselves!). We are excited to see what Mrs. Lestrange will host next.

Other highlights include the party hosted by the Zabini sisters, which had quite the pleasing turnout of society names, and what better atmosphere to dance under than the constellations? A nice touch indeed to see oneself set amongst the stars, and we suspect that more than one match was made that night. (We should feel pity for the poor soul unceremoniously soaked by a whole tray of champagne... if it had not been at the hands of the charming Mr. Fitzroy Prewett!)

The Bad
Every celebration at the Sanditon is a joyous one, and the Seafoam Soiree was certainly no exception — but for a little too much punch drunk as the evening wore on, for we at Witch Weekly heard a few too many reports of a guest getting a little too friendly with the resident siren.

Where is Captain Darrow off to next?

The Blackwoods’ Boxing Day Hunt is equally a staple of the season, and most was carried off without a hitch, despite the overwhelming quidditch crowd. Perhaps an oversight, too, to have professional beaters on as grooms and dog-handlers: there were certainly eyewitnesses to the fact that at least one of the beaters recruited didn’t know a horse’s head from its hind!

Lastly, Captain J. Alfred Darrow’s party aboard deck of the Ophelia was perfectly pleasant in all respects, that is true — but the fundraising opportunity on the ship engenders the suspicion he has another imminent voyage on the horizon. This is especially disappointing, as we at Witch Weekly had been hoping the next adventure the dashing captain would embark upon would be a romantic courtship! But perhaps he will return to British shores with a beautiful foreign bride in hand?

And what, exactly, was Mrs. Beck thinking?

Neither God Nor Merlin KnowsWe cannot say precisely what occurred at the Frasers’ festivities, as none of our reporters personally attended — but perhaps with that family one is better off not knowing. Dubious decor, apparently, and inevitably too much merry-making, though it has to be said we have heard no complaints about Mrs. Fraser’s brandy snaps.

Complaints galore for Mrs. Earth Beck’s ill-judged end of the year celebration, however. Whilst we are missing a few well-loved socialites who have retreated into the last stages of their confinement (best wishes to those ladies!), Mrs. Beck was having none of it. It might be a feat to host a party while heavily pregnant, but no one wishes to see someone the size of a beached whale trussed up in party-clothes, and as we heard it, her guests narrowly escaped having to endure witnessing the birth itself! Someone ought to remind the church-going Mrs. Beck that there is only one baby’s birth that one is meant to care about during the Christmas season, and it is undoubtedly not hers.

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