Cindarella must go to the ball

It's T minus 14, the eagle is flying at dawn and it's code blue in Gosmore. I depart for fine Heathrow tomorrow, and the packing is fully underway!
It was the leavers' ball last night, a fairly momentus event for us Rugbians and all went well. I don't have any particularly good photos of us; out of nine it is inevitable that one would be looking the wrong way! I do however have one reasonable one from before we all got in the pumpkin.