The u3a operates on a four weekly calendar. I got a bit confused about thinking which day was the first or fourth day. I ended up having to write it down and consult ChatGPT – It all makes me sound a bit stupid, but there you go. Luckily, it is all resolved now. I think.
Elayne’s dance group have remained firm friends, even though the dancing ended a couple of years ago, more to the loss of the venue than any other reason. One tradition became very quickly established; The Dance Group Lunch. Sometimes it’s eating out, but most of the time it is a simple buffet meal at the home of one the group, which is mostly couples, but as I was working and unable to attend unless it became Elaynes turn to host, as it was today. Except this time (and the last couple of time) as I am retired I can therefore attend guilt free. Wherever it is held, a very nice lunch is to be had along with lovely company and pleasant conversation.
It was only a brief visit to The Gosport Shed this morning, long enough for the weekly meeting and to pay for the next breakfast – Oh, and the auction of course. There was absolutely nothing that I was interested in, I’m sure that one day, there will be. I paid for breakfast.
Had a snooze this afternoon, actually, we both flaked out on the sofa. Not sure why we were so tired.
This evening has been spent, thinking about various u3a projects I have going on, and making sure I know what I am doing, and when.
All good fun.
No, the pigeon picture is not a metaphor for the chaos of the dance group in action.
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