Walking along the Madras Rugby pitches in the dimming light, chatting to mates, letting our words flow into the evening vespers, there was a distinct buzz in the air. Looking around, I could see a plethora of others following our trajectory, varied groups, dinner jackets mixed with spring dresses, interweaving, all homing in on this one beacon, flashing, pulsing ahead, inviting us to join its revelry — the Kate Kennedy May Ball. Credit: The Kate Kennedy Club Jasper Kirkby, th