As ever, my personal challenge to do something new at least once a week continues, as does the year itself. It’s hard to grasp that it’s merely 6 weeks or so until Christmas, but particularly so when I barely recognise my life compared with this time last year.
This week has been a brilliant one for several reasons, but the one thing that stands out was helping my dad at an event that he was hosting at a lovely local pub in North Wales last night.
Whilst I’ve been to his events on occasion before, I’ve always stuck on the sidelines, but I made a point this time to help out as much as I could, to entertain the crowd, and, more than anything, to bloody well enjoy myself. I think I can tick that one off!
Spending time with my dad and his friends was great, as was eating some of the best garlic chicken and bacon pasta that I’ve ever had, but I think the highlight had to be the young lady who decided during the interval that she wanted to dance.
Anyone who was there need not comment on my dancing skills, as I’m sure that we’re all thinking the same thing, but suffice to say that I really rather enjoyed myself. My dad’s face when he saw us was also most certainly the cherry on top!
It was a good night and I, for one, will be throwing caution to the wind more often.