Have a good day..

LATER:

It was a lovely day. The concert over noon lunch was by a superannuated hippie, a man in his late 40s or 50s born into the wrong decade. He had a good voice and chose nice songs from ny daughters’ vintage, and his daughter’s too, I think. Every one at table stayed on, smiling and nodding until the concert ended and we all applauded..

The dinner concert was s solo would-be soprano, a man with a nice tenor who thoiuight he was Whitney Houston. We didn’t applaud but we approved his choice of songs.

We were advised to wear “red attire” if we could. I couldn’t. As anyone will tell you who knows me I like any colour as long as it’s blue. I wore blue and white.

And dinner was good.