And then, as happens in the compact Wellington community, a dancer, Tony, from SCD just walked in to M.E., for his afternoon tea perhaps. He didn't see me, or chose to be discreet, the latter I think to be true. A nice English form of distant friendship is developing. Tony also was at the weekend DANSS Comp., as a spectator, where he nodded, and smiled. I think this is an example of the personal space that Kiwis claim and need for themselves, and which I am still learning. I'm sure there will be more lessons this weekend as I am spending it with ninety Pos. men from all over the North Island in a confined space. It is a non-drinking affair which I was relieved to hear, although the powers that be were not happy in having to placate the righteous few who tipped the barrel in that direction. Apparently at last year's Retreat there were some incidents of misbehaviour attributed to over-consumption of alcohol. As this is being called a 'health retreat', I suppose it was a reasonable reaction.
My favourite Symphony Orchestra.
As I was sitting waiting for my bus, guess who walked by on the opposite side of Wakefield Pde? Yes it was Tony from SCD and this morning at M.E. ...I told you, Wellington is small, but again he didn't see me.
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