Today is New Year’s Eve and we are off for a murder mystery party to celebrate the end of a decade. I am usually in bed by 9pm so I think a daytime sleep is going to be necessary or I am likely to nod off. I have been known to doze momentarily with a gin and tonic in one hand; luckily I didn’t spill any! Tiredness continues to be the worst of my Parkinson’s symptoms followed by a left leg which tends to twist, throwing out my hip and knee rather awkwardly. However, that is only for part of the day.
In January the class outing is to see Le Corsaire which should be great. The dashing son is coming with me, I hope he enjoys the adventures of a pirate and his feisty girlfriend on the high seas.
Many years ago, while a student, I lived on Brighton seafront. If you didn’t have a suntan by the end of April you weren’t worth knowing!