I could have danced all night

I blame the BBC. And ITV. And Channel Four, come to that. The cry of “There’s nothing on the telly” echoed around Genie Towers last night, which meant that we got very drunk and played music till the small hours. And because we played music I danced. A lot. Energetically, in a sort of whirling dervish way. Today I have very achy legs and arms, and am feeling very very sleepy.

We went geocaching yesterday and today as well as the group hunt on Saturday, and it’s nice to have a hobby that Ned and I can do together. It’s like the old days. :)