Three lovely friends for lunch and bridge yesterday, and though they're all a decade and a half older than me, they don't feel it. We laughed like drains at all sorts of silly things, and ganged up on each other during the bridge. Two of the women had been educated by governesses, one before going away to school at 13 where she was a sort of scholarship girl - she had to do chores in lieu of part of her fees which included bringing the headmistress her tea at 6am, and the other until her father took over the jobof teaching in her teens. What larks they had, teasing and playing tricks on their respective 'poor mice', and pretending to be ill when it was mental arithmatic. One came from a bohemiam family, her father, born in 1882, a modern man well before his time who thought freely and expected his girls to do the same. She fenced for England, as did her mother, and rejected her MENSA membership because the other members were so geeky. They're terrific women, interesting, unshockable, open to everything. I love their company.
Today I bought some very smart stones to go around the pond, but the six I chose which looked huge in the garden centre were small when I put them in situ. But they were half price today, so I shall go back tomorrow and get some more, and hope I can still get a good deal. I can see the pond in my mind's eye now, and it will look lovely. On to Italian then for the last class of the year. I've been learning for 12 months, give or take! I'd love to say I'm fluent now but I can read and write very well, and understand quite a bit when it's spoken. It's just when I try to express myself that I hit a brick wall. Oh well. We've all signed up again for next year, so I can try and keep it going during the summer. Such a beautiful language. Bellissimo! Molto bellissimo!!! Sempre vivra!
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