Ballet - encore

The main event for today was the ballet. Not, you understand, for the Gorse Fox but rather another event arranged for the the Sonning Sirens. (The Gorse Fox is becoming the default events coordinator for the Sonning Crew). With this on the schedule for the evening, we decided that we would go out for lunch so that we didn't need to squeeze supper into the mix.

The morning was spent pottering about. The Gorse Fox took down all the Christmas cards and went through them to update his database with any changes of address, new senders, and of course who had sent cards. (He has these records going back for years now). Tomorrow the more significant work begins - removing and stowing all the decorations.

We went out to The Old Stables at Fontwell for lunch. It is one of those places that can be relied on for friendly service and menu that will suit almost any taste. It can be chaotic on days when there is horse racing at the ground, but on days like to day it was just warm, welcoming and friendly.  We had a lovely lunch before pottering back home.

Old Bill had volunteered to chauffeur the Sonning Sirens to and from the ballet (at the Chichester Festival Theatre). The Gorse Fox stayed put nursing a cold that he has been fighting all week. He was glad he didn't have to go out. Some Lemsip tablets and a plate of cheese and biscuits gave him solace throughout the evening until the Silver Vixen returned. She had enjoyed the ballet immensely but commented that the dancers seemed older than those seen last week.