Dawn taught a mambo class yesterday with the close step and swivels. At the dance party she led a hand jive line dance--that's really fun.
Dreamed of hearing a legend of an Englishman suspected of selling wartime secrets to the Germans, and thinking he was framed; one of Enid Blyton's Noddy books in the form of a comic book.
Got up at 9:05.
The chapter in The Three Musketeers about the Duke of Buckingham's assassination is powerfully written.
Went to the bank and cashed a couple of cheques.
Dinner was the rest of the fettucine.
Watered the compost.
Baked multigrain bread. We're out of salt and yeast, and soon we'll be out of pepper.
Finally started entering my diary's April section on the computer.
Tony taught a tango class with promenade and la puerta.
Went to the local karaoke and sang "Still Rock & Roll to Me" and "Rock Around the Clock."
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