It's one of those odd things that my son enjoys circus skills and over the years has assembled a collection of unicycles, juggling clubs (including ones you set fire to - a present from me in one of my less safety-conscious moments), diablo (that thing like a large cotton reel you spin around on string between two wooden sticks) and so on. Soon to be an impoverished student he decided to sell them and our local theatre entrepreneur was interested so called in.
Never one to miss an opportunity (and there were two here), I had a chat with him, Telling him about working in Tanzania. It turns out that he will also be able to help by lending some clothing rails for the Swish party - hooray!
Shopping seemd to be more tricky. The general attitude to shopping - and lets be honest, this is mine too - is to get in and out as quickly as possible; casual chit chat is really not on the cards. So in Costco I found myself in the queue regretting all these people and not being able to Tell them.
However I have found that all this pushing myself forward is starting to change my attitude, and quite uncharacteristically I leant forward to the lady in front and told her I really liked her shoes - which I did! they had these lovely shiny black beads on the front and I am a sucker for shiny things. She thanked me and said that she had got them on the market, before zipping off to scoop up her shopping. The surprise came when she (and her husband!) hung around afterwards to tell me the location of the market stall where she bought them (3 quid - bargain!), so I abandoned my position as packer-in-chief and had a lovley chat leaving my poor husband to pack and pay. Am I becoming a social being?
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