Morning All
I got my hair cut by Chloe in St Marychurch, and Sherry seemed quite pleased with the result. En route I bumped into a couple of Sherry's friends. Keith had a prostate op similar to mine - but was kept waiting for several months with a catheter in place!
Last evening we were supposed to be Front of House at the Little Theatre - actually a deconsecrated church - but Sherry, while improved, was certainly not up to standing around on duty, so I went alone. Jackie, a rather elegant copper's widow, picked me up in her mini, which is good for my image, as she is a few years younger and blonde! The Manager for the night was Reg, recently 80 but very sprightly and with a great sense of humour, and he posted me to serve pre-booked tickets as patrons arrived. These included one or two acquaintances, including a retired tax inspector and railway enthusiast who also writes erotic literature. During the interval I was able to chat to his wife, who is recovering from varicose vein surgery, and must not sit around for too long. Hence she was hopping from leg to leg as we talked, but assured me she did not need the loo!
The performance - Charley's Aunt - was excellent, despite several of the key roles being performed by Tadpoles - junior society members, who were simply outstanding. With over 200 in the house, it was a great success - as has the whole run been, with all programmes sold by Friday.
Today we will try to get a bit of a toddle as part of Sherry's recovery programme, and expect to take in the Grand Prix. It's a lovely morning, so being out and about is tempting, but moderation will be essential.
Hope Sunday suits you.