Well, aren't I popular, all of a sudden. Went to a "ladies' dinner" with the choir last night. It's an annual thing, where all the men throw a great dinner party for the ladies; so lots of singing, drinks, food and dance. This year's theme was 'folkpark' (thus bangers and mash for dinner...). Didn't really feel up for it (being tired after the previous night's adventure), and was a bit bummed that it began so early (party started at 17.30, but met up with some of the other girls at 15), but had a great time. The boys had made quite an effort, and when I left at 3 the party was still going... Unfortunately, my night bus apparently doesn't run from the same bus stop as the day bus, so I ended up having to take a taxi (Marylebone is not an area I am very familiar with, so it seemed like the better option, rather than stroll around unknown streets in the middle of the night).
It was, however, not very pleasant to get up this morning. We had choir practice at 13 today, and of the normal 30-40 people, only 10 showed up. (And we didn't sound too good.) But still managed to sing for three hours, even though it was super nice and sunny outside. It took me quite some time to get back home, because the marathon was on today, but now I'm back, and I will take a long, hot bath (and hope I don't fall asleep and drown) before I make dinner and go to bed... It has been quite a weekend. I am defintiely too old for this life!
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