Is Saturday, is boiling hot, and am coated liberally in Factor 50 in order to sit in backyard. Am also sporting huge sun-hut and sundress purchased in Majorca two years ago. Is too hot for sit out for long, so have retreated to do blog.
Went to pub last night as Linda (landlady) said one of my favourite singers was on. Sadly not Elvis, but Shane Stevens, still very very good. Sings mostly songs I know, and Puts Everything Into It. Elaine, our hilarious barmaid (huge asset to pub) has returned from holiday in Turkey, and resumed her banter with Trevor. Trevor, you may recall is my jiving partner, and a real live-wire. He dances slowly with Elaine when she emerges from behind the bar, and then accuses her of trying to pick his pocket. Is very entertaining as always. Large group of females (mixed ages) are taking up entire corner of pub, celebrating somebodys birthday. The younger ones are getting very drunk and extremely loud. They eventually ended up dancing on the tables! Literally. Shows how old I am getting, my first thought was, 'how dangerous'. Gulp.
Suddenly Trevor held his hand out to me, inviting me to trip the light fantastic. Was a very fast rock'n'roll track, and although I was more steady on my feet, (flat shoes), I was severely out of breath when it finished. Feel we are establishing more of a rapport now, or as Trevor put it, 'I don't miss your hand so often when you twizzle round'.
Is karaoke tonight, mand Two is Not Keen. I shall endeavour to winkle him out of the house at around 9.30 nevertheless.
Forecast for tomorrow is Even Hotter, which is quite amazing for May. Luckily have vast quantities of factor 50 suncream lying about.
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