We were all supposed to tell a joke – horrors – I’d picked on one I gave X as I didn’t go:
The Thunder God went for a ride upon his favourite filly.
‘I’m Thor,’ he cried.
The horse replied, ‘You forgot your thaddle, thilly!’
He was compere-ing the concert and his wife sang 3 songs. He’s always cracked her up and she does teach singing but I had previously only heard her in the choir and didn’t like her fruity and melodramatic mezzo-soprano at all. However it wasn’t too difficult when we met her afterwards since we only had to say ‘At last we’ve heard you’ as though it was the climax of years of anticipation.
There was an excellent film on Tasmania too, which interested me as the crowd we went round with pre-war came mainly from there – it’s far bigger than I’d imagined.
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