Chin first

On Friday night I went, with Vincent and Rodrigo from work, to club Pyms in Rennes. Pyms puts on partner dancing once a month: Salsa downstairs and some Rock and Swing upstairs. The upstairs room was very empty and the DJ put on some dreary old R&B record and, as far as I can tell, buggered off downstairs to dance Salsa for half an hour. When the music started to liven up again I was keen to dance with one of the few remaining Lindy follows who had not gone home already. I might have overdone it a bit…

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Brrrr!

Somehow I managed to go out running in the cold this morning. First time since last Wednesday. I awoke before the alarm, hauled my bulk up off the mattress on the floor, wound up the shutters and squinted out into the darkness. The day was clearly cold, but still;  I went for a pee.

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