I won a medal on Battleground God, taking no hits and biting no bullets. This presumably means I’m a logically consistent agnostic, which is a relief, let me tell you.
Had fun yesterday teaching Natalie, a friend of Safi’s to dance, as she’s coming to the CDC Ball on Thursday. My house has a big front room with a wooden floor. We hardly use the room for anything, so it’s almost empty and makes an ideal dance floor. Went through waltz, quickstep, cha-cha, rhumba and jive, with Safi showing her the women’s steps and then me providing a bloke to dance with. It was most fun. Apparently I was a good teacher.
Slightly late to Intermediates. Learned a do-able Paso Doble in the first lesson, which I might mix up with bits from the second to create something which looks good and is possible. Fleckles (sp?) in the Viennese in the second lesson. Can’t do them. Pub afterwards to discuss things beginning with H for Henry’s fancy dress party on Friday.
Utterly exhausted on reaching home, but sleep refused to happen. Feeling somewhat odd today. Ho hum.