Day Ninety Nine

I made plans for tonight a few weeks ago, I was planning to eat Chinese with my girlfriends. Unfortunately I had forgotten about a prior arrangement I had made to sing at my Uncle’s church. My uncle recently had his 15 minutes of fame when he spoke on National Television at George Best’s funeral, and I really respect him and love him dearly. It did mean a rummage in the back of my drawer to find my black velvet hat that one MUST wear when singing in his church. The one redeeming feature of this evening was that I miraculously managed to bribe my busy and in demand brother to come and play the piano for me. I promised him ‘a chip’ from the Bethany but instead we went to Bennetts and had coffee and baileys cheesecake which was much more civilized. A good chat, definitely worth a hour of piety in my hat and skirt. 

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