My guitar teacher says I'm doing well. Bud and I have had a disagreement about the frequency, nature and duration of what my practise sessions should entail. Having asked the tutor, we have agreed to compromise.
For afternoon snack, I had one of my favourites which is cheese sandwich. I carefully remove and consume the cheese, leaving the bread to be Marmited and eaten by someone else. Others might ask for something different, but not me.
I've completed 6 of the 9 compulsory modules to get my next gymnastics badge.
Beforehand we managed 20 minutes in the park and I went on the spinny thing and it made my head go whoosh. I like this feeling but have a special talent, when my head is dizzy I just shake it violently and it clears instantly. I may need to use this special skill if I ever drink beer.
Bedtime reading: 'Oblique House', a Dickens tuppenny-tale of bent coppers.
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