Yesterday, I arrived at Mrs Woog’s house at 4.30pm. We had some champers. We had a chat. We danced. We nattered. We laughed. And at 7pm we headed out to dinner.
It was very good indeed.
If nothing was ever else to come out of this blogging caper, it wouldn’t matter. I’ve got mates, for life, that make me so happy that it goes all the way from my inner insides right through to my outsides.
And that? Is very good indeed.