A Summer of Indulgence
Having experienced a veritable drought of seeing family and friends over the last few years, this summer turned into the rainy season. It started with our son's wedding. In temperatures of the high 30s, we watched our little boy tie the knot. For some reason he had decided to wear a tweed suit with matching waistcoat for the big day along with his best man. He looked very red and moist but extremely happy. At a previous wedding Anna, my wife, and I had a contretemps about my refusal to dance. Not wanting a recurrence I danced, how I danced...and then...I danced some more. At one point I was the only one throwing shapes on the dance floor, even the DJ had naffed off. On the long drive home Anna and I, and our daughter (who was coming to stay) felt a bit rough from our exertions; my throat felt a bit raspy from screaming 'Hi Ho Silver Lining' and other anthems. Turned out we had Covid. Over the next week everyone who attended the wedding came down with the lurgy. It was a...