My buddy doesn’t care

Friendship.

When times are rough, it is something that can be realised, discovered or lost.

One friend, my dancing buddy, has been most forgiving of the silence.

Save the last dance

I tend not to blog about the things I’m disappointed about, as I try to stay positive and put them behind me.

It’s why there was never a blog about the group anniversary dinner I went to a week and a half after switch-on.

I had a great night, and coped OK with most of the group discussion, even though the restaurant was very loud.

What I'd been disappointed about was the music.