Lunch is over...

.... back to study.

Or at least that's what I'd to think was happening.

Yesterday's club day still had an enthusiastic few with stalls today. I was surprised to find myself enthusiastically greeted by several male students! Seems my telly tubby fame was noted. As was my phone which I think was the object of their admiration.

They all belong to a club that does break dancing. At least I think it's something like that. I did take several photos but they didn't do them justice. They're delightful young men. Some from Brazil, some asian and others kiwi. And no, I didn't give it a go, despite their urgings and belief I'd be a natural.

Sorry guys, I'm old enough to be your mother ;-)

The Gentleman's Club wasn't there (pause for relief) and the telly tubbies were off elsewhere with their dress up and whip (another pause for relief). I'd swear it was a dream only the photographic evidence from yesterday tells me otherwise.

I survived the frosty bike ride at either end of the day. It was good to be back in the saddle and good for the soul too :-)