Not a bad start. And they match my hair.
In the morning I started training with Changes Bristol . I'm going to help as a facilitator for group meetings for people helping themselves to good mental health. The first session was very positive; most people seemed very enthusiastic and good hearted. I was impressed by how many people were willing to offer their time and energy to the project. I wonder how many of us will see it through?
I spent the evening in the company of my lovely friends, one of whom even endured the horror of Raw Fish to join us. Whilst I was waiting for them outside Yo! one of the Cabot Circus security guards came up and started talking to me in a very friendly way. I'm still not sure if he thought I was suicidal as I was leaning over the barrier, texting my friends, after I'd seen the size of the queue. I think I did look somewhat despairing! I prefer to think he was sent by the fish gods to give me hope.
My friends arrived, the fish gods smiled on us once more and the enormous queue vanished. We found ourselves at the front. A booth was about to become free and we claimed it. Thank you, fish gods!
I got a text from my Littley as I was enjoying my sushi: 'Night night mummy. Happy birthday. PS can we have cake tomorrow?' She makes me laugh every day.
The restaurant was overfull and it showed but sometimes we have the most fun when we have something to moan about. I had a great night and afterwards I went home, loving the whole world after two glasses of prosecco, and feeling rejuvenated by the day.
Maybe this is the recipe to staying young: keeping my brain active, helping others, good company, lots of love from my family and the odd glass of fizzy wine. * **
* maybe some expensive moisturiser might be involved too
**results are unlikely to be as effective as drastic surgery
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