one hundred. fifty three.

Thursday-

Work. Train ride down to the city.

Tour of Roosevelt/visit to the gallery, thanks to Jacob.

Elephant & Castle for a proper English dinner of Shepherds Pie and Bread Pudding. Fantastic!

Amusing ride on the red line. Arrive and meet friends for the Johnny Flynn show.

Terrible opening act. Everything typical and awful about twenty year old males.

Good tea.

Lovely music thanks to Johnny Flynn. Would he have been so wonderful if he didn't have a terrible opening act?

yes.

Such lovely folk music, lovely accent and stories.

Forming a mild obsession with folk music.

Got my shirt signed after the show.

Discover shirt is too small. Blast.

Make it home and in bed by 3 a.m.

Finally I sound like I'm 22 and not 83, sitting home and knitting.

Friday-

Strike party and then drinks with the team for HONK. Reminisce. Jolly times.

Saturday-

Went and saw Beauty and the Beast performed in Lake County.

Exquisite dinner, beer and time with friends afterwards.

Stayed up until 2 talking with Sarah about God, boys and living together in England.

Tonight-

Back to being 83. 9:00 and I'm about to call it a night.

this is a good life.