Sunday, 6 May 2012

Dance today - tomorrow might be too late

I had a great night out on Friday, T, D, Fi and Me were joined by Vicky and Michaela for an evening of food and wine and not much dancing!

I was getting in the mood with some good 80s tracks on youtube and decided my dancing around the kitchen would be better enhanced by opening a rather fine bottle of white at around 6 p.m. This could possibly have been my downfall.

At around 7 p.m. D's husband was showing me a good running route on his map, I told him I couldn't really see the map and he refilled my empty glass. This could possibly have been my downfall.

8 p.m. we were all sat having a fine time, company great, food not so great and Michaela and I, apparently are going to do the London marathon. The waiter kept refilling my glass, this could possibly have been my downfall.

I wanted to go dancing, but I had no luck with these friends, not even the usually dependable Fi was up for dancing. Brazz however did have a mighty fine bottle of Prosecco.  This could possibly have been my downfall.

The Cosy Club had music, but me the deaf one, couldn't hear it. Oh well the fizz was good. Perhaps this bottle was my downfall.

Back to Brazz, shut, what has happened to Taunton, nowhere open, nobody out, apart from the street pastors. Cafe mamba, ah now we're talking, music,  T danced, momentarily, but this really wasn't a good enough effort I have to say.  I tell my friends they will be very sorry they didn't dance with me and to imagine how they will feel if I'm dead tomorrow. Don't worry D tells me, we'll all dance at your funeral, cheers mates! A bottle of Blue Nun disguised in a bottle of, well something that shouldn't have been that bad was probably my downfall.

Back to D's to finish the earlier opened bottle and to wait for my lift. I texted him, no reply. I rang him - ah success - and then I rang him again as he had fallen back to sleep.

I think it was about 2.30 a.m. that I made a call on the big white telephone. I think it was about 3.00 p.m. that I eventually managed to dress and face the big scary downstairs and took sanctuary on the sofa! There would be no running, just getting upright was hard enough.

Which brings us to Sunday. I feel great, I met Ali and we did a gentle 7 KM run along the canal. It was flat, easy going and in gentle morning sunshine. I feel great and it's good to be alive.

I shall dance everyday and on my own if I have to but I do recommend that you join in!






2 comments:

  1. Hahahahaha Love it!!! Dance like every day is your last sweet friend and don't worry about who is watching x

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  2. I shall my lovely, I shall. I hope you do too xxx

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