My destination today was York, a two hour journey
by train; I made Albert a cup of tea and left home at 7 a.m. – I did invite
Veronica but she never answered me. I
met up with Violet Rose and Phoebe and we plotted our route for the visual arts
festival over a cup of coffee. What a
wonderful day full of stunning houses, paintings, pottery and amazing
jewellery, we were asked if we would like a lift to a nearby village to
continue our quest for beautiful art and pottery – of course we wanted a
lift. We returned hours later by bus and
had lunch before setting off again.
During the course of the
afternoon Tristan contacted me asking if I was meeting up with him and his
friends; I did, I was feeling slightly older by this time.
I was supposed to be at a
party at 7 p.m. but called off because Albert was wondering where I was, gist
of story was I was still jiving at midnight, is this normal?
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