From Lost Farts to Timeless Gems: A Toast to Bevy's 70 Vibrant Years
Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests, and of course our stunning septuagenarian, Bevy!
I am Lottie, and while many of you might be giving me the „who-is-she?“ look, let me clear the air. I'm standing in for Michael today, who deeply regrets not being able to be in Cape Town for this splendid occasion. He's currently in Berlin, probably looking like a "seedy nightclub owner" (in his delusions of grandeur) or maybe just reminiscing about the time Bevy humorously tagged him with that title after seeing a photograph he was particularly proud of.
Now, even though I am Michael's proxy tonight, I must stress that Bevy and I share an uncanny number of similarities. Apart from our impeccable taste in friends (wink to Michael), we both believe in embracing life's adventures head-on.
Who could forget those handsome German doctors you charmed during those pool breaks? You once believed all Germans were a dashing race... until you actually went to Germany. But hey, there’s a silver lining to every cloud, right? ☁️✨