In October JY and family went to Riversdale for a holiday. It was nice. We stayed in a rented "bach" with some friends. It was one of those new versions of a New Zealand bach that are flasher than the house you normally live in. Eleanor took advantage of the excellent bathing facilities.JY decided to try writing longer things on his blog less often. Two things happened as a result: JY's sense of humour disappeared, and Richard got sulky. JY wrote a couple of book reviews to see what it was like to write a couple of book reviews (see sidebar).
Richard ended the month playing at a folk festival. Bass players are so rare at these events that he was allowed to play even though he didn't have a pony tail or a beard.Richard wrote as beautifully as he plays about other things that happened in October too. The Dancing Snifter asked me if I was going to the funeral, but I felt it was a family affair and declined, although our thoughts were with Richard and his family on the day.
2 comments:
Hey, JY, thanks for remembering that. You're a good friend.
Richard.
...on second thoughts. I think I'll upgrade you to 'special friend'. Now don't you go all touchy feely on me!
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