Last week the joy of music, this week the joy of reaching age 70 without a major mishap.
Maxine, Cristina and her mum pulled out all stops to provide wonderful food for my party. Ed lugged big speakers up to the fifth floor to help provide music which I must admit was lost in the cavernous room, amidst all the chat and laughter. Dirk pulled strings to provide the wonderful venue, and did a sterling job looking after Skye since her mother was too busy in the kitchen. Skye did the rounds in her pretty pink dress, looking a little startled.
I cried at my own speech, hard to speak when your throat is full of tears!
My writing buddies were as usual screaming with laughter. When I dropped in to overhear I discovered they were talking about body parts especailly the one beginning with 'V'. I wished I'd been in at the beginning on that topic of conversation!
It was a fun occasion, and I spent Sunday on the couch recovering, and since my back is playing up, it looks as though Monday is going to be spent the same way. Not a bad proposition since I have a couple of good books to read.
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