For a couple of weeks during the holiday period we had the pleasure of having the lovely Cheyenne Rae Bruneau staying with us. Originally from Canada, she now resides in her beloved Paris. A photographer by trade, a filmmaker by education, and a rock’n’roll blues mama by passion, she takes the most wonderful pictures, gives the most sound advice and makes the most compelling music with her friends under the name Miss Rae and the Midnight Ramblers. Above all that she is a true child of light, sensitive, sensible and infinitely wise.
We three came together and properly dolled ourselves up for a swinging New Years party arranged by my longtime favourite event company; Bourne & Hollingsworth. The raver was being thrown in the old railway arches in Southwark, that previously had been used as air raid shelters during the Blitz in 1940, and everyone was dressed according to that times fashion, boys in uniform and girls in swinging dresses. There were live jazz bands, confetti canons and authentic air raid alarms and seeker lights flashing across the brick arches. We danced, drank, and flirted, underneath the stark contrast of the olden world, and the Shard lighting up the night sky quite closely by. It was a night of revel and to say we did little the day after would be to under exaggerate.