Tomorrow I am off to London again, I think. I say I think because I am at the library right now and can't print my boarding pass and check in on-line, so who knows what will happen when I get to the airport tomorrow morning. It just comes up with an error all the time. Oh, for the good old days when people were employed to do these sort of things for you.
The other little worry is where do I sleep? I was supposed to stay with elder daughter but after having seen her photos on Fb I think my bed is occupied.
Anyway the purpose of this London trip is to go to the opening night of elder daughter's show at the cuebgallery, and the rest of the weekend has been planned around oyster eating and swing dancing and seeing friends. The swing-dancing thing got me a bit worried, so I asked my daughter, who assured me that you are allowed to be a wallflower and observer. Let's see how we go. I might feel inspired. Apparently it can get quite physical. One time our daughter's dance partner had to be taken to hospital!
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