NEVER MIND that approximately coinciding a Blitz party with the anniversary of D-Day shows a shaky grasp of wartime history, the annual event has become a fun fixture that sweeps aside issues of accuracy and taste.
This year it will be held in an East London warehouse to recreate what the organisers term “the wartime glamour of 1940s London”.
Oh, dear, there’s that taste issue again: trying to survive the fiercest bombing Britain has ever endured was hardly glamorous.
But, pressing on like a good soldier, I am promised that the venue will be transformed into a wartime air-raid shelter with dance hall, live music and bunkers, with sandbags, searchlights, blackout curtains and oil lamps, and for what we should for once call “ladies” a beauty parlour for complementary hair and make-up touch-ups.
Chaps will be expected themselves to trim their moustaches into pukka World War Two Royal Air Force styles.
“The UK’s finest live swing bands and performers” will, says the promoter, belt out swinging sounds for lindy-hopping or whatever is right for big-band music. If you’ve been blitzed for an extra £10, you can join a dance class at 7pm.
The dress code is obvious: think 1940s movies. No denim and trainers… and that’s an order.
Hamish Scott 230416
* If by chance you’ve never seen a movie about D-Day, you can read about it here. Short version: on 6 June 1944 brave men and women set out in the face of great danger for the Continent to save this country from fascism
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