Well, another evening of dancing last night. Once again, very few people present. Unfortunately that meant I ended up dancing with the little old lady again. And we’re still trying to learn this complex new figure in the Rumba. (I think Steve said it’s called Turkish Town or something.) So yeah, not a barrel of laughs. (Val gave me her business card because it has her phone number on it. Apparently she’s a midwife. Hmm, nice.)

After class I spent a very enjoyable evening with Paul & Pauline down at the pub. When we got there, it was still light enough that there were people actually sitting outside, for the first time this year. Fortunately, it was reasonably cool indoors, in our cosy little corner. Steve & Mavis did show up for a while at bit later. This was one of those encounters where, for whatever reason, I couldn’t seem to get a word in edgeways. (Probably explains why I didn’t get to ask about the exams.) After a while they left again.

When it was finally time for P&P to leave, I left quite sad to see them go. Still, I’m sure I’ll find something to do with myself this weekend…