Stop brooding, Beethoven

... and just hop on one of those bikes.

A great day today - daughter Chiara decided that she just had to come down and see her Dad, and arrived this afternoon. Another dose of sunshine.

Today was our first day with a carer for HH (24 hours), and HH had encouraged me to accept an invitation to go to the Senior School play at the British School. We always enjoy the productions, particularly having done a lot of am dram there ourselves, so callously abandoned Chiara, carer and HH and beetled out to join my friends. The show was Grease, and though the dancing and costumes were great and a couple of the performances (particularly our friend's daughter's), I thought the singing was totally spoilt by everyone - even the chorus - having head microphones. Total overkill in a small auditorium.

Afterwards, a few of us went for some beers (too many) and a pizza, and passed these graffiti on the way. It was fun to be out and about.