There's been a lot of interest and encouragement with the bellydancing thing. Calypso will run a class for Mums with a creche at the Family Centre. Looks like Trouble will be alright to drive - otherwise I'm happy to support that, and I know Dan would too. I'd better start thinking about schedules. I'm glad we seem to be getting time to play guitar.
I know (because Francis and I are pretty close) that a lot of Hinchinbrook Chicks want to see us rebuilding our physical strength after the knee thing and want us to start walking again. I'm pretty sure bellydancing is compatible with all that even if it's just from a fitness perspective. It's not as if we can ever box or run or do any kind of serious impact sports ever again with the knee. And some styles are out of the question now but there's still plenty of low impact stuff. I like the sound of Suhaila style belly dance.
We're going to sell our boxing bag. I know Trouble is sad about it, but there's no way we'll be able to do the skipping or stamping feet stuff that is part of it and in any case,
Rocky is not likely to teach again after The Unfortunate Incident. So that's out.
Tomorrow I'll swim. Friday I might go walking. Tuesday I will go walking. I need a big hat. I'm feeling pretty positive about our life - it's a good change. I hope to keep playing guitar. Sometimes I think I'd like us to quit viola and violin altogether but then I think I just haven't found the right people for viola & hmmm whoever else plays viola here, to play with. We had a good thing going with Iian. That was a musical conversation. I miss that. I hope to find something like that again.
I liked that twelve string I picked up the other day. Hmmm. I think I could be persuaded to trade my six string for a twelve string. Twice as much tuning annoyance, but worth it. Also, it mangles fingers. This is good. My willingness to suffer will set me apart from the rest.
*nods cunningly*
That's it. World according to Roz.
