What next?...

We stayed with my old school friend. We ate well, drank well and slept well. It was great catching up. Their son’s wedding... his new baby.... and the photo albums. Looking at one of the family group photos, we spotted one of our heroes... a spectacular principal dancer of the Royal Ballet. Steven McRea. Wow!

“Married to my cousin”, David said. “Nice bloke.”

“Really? I’d love to meet him.” I enthused.

“And what would you say to him?” retorted David.

“What a brilliant dancer you are...!”

“But he knows that! What would you say next?”

“Dunno!”

That’s friends for you...