Today has been a lovely, lovely day, spent in Kensington Gardens with a few coursemates to celebrate Irene's birthday. We had a picnic and sat for hours in the sun talking, laughing, quoting Shakespeare and singing the occasional showtune - as you might expect when a bunch of thesps get together. Hence the title of this post, because Doug decided that Sondheim ought to write a sequel in honour of Irene.
Much fun was had. Days like this are what make summer my favourite season - not only is it warm enough to frolic outside with friends (and a dog), but it's warm enough for me to be in short sleeves and without a blanket, so my body can get some vitamin D and recuperate some spoons whilst my circulation fends for itself for once.
The simple joys of life are the best. Happy Jessi.
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