We had a nice weekend up in the hills near here, at a beautiful hotel. It was a group deal as a group my husband belongs to, had booked the place for a night. As I said the place was beautiful and the weather delightful and the food arranged quite good, the high point being a barbecued lamb.
But the weekend reinforced the fact that I am just not a 'people' person. I am bad at making 'polite' conversation,and I find it stifling to sit around and yak-yak-yak with a whole lot of people--although I am acquainted with most of the people who were there for a number of years. I do not find it too difficult to make one-to-one conversation, but more than that and it just doesn't work. I'm the kind who has only one or two friends, apart from all my husband's family who I am mostly close to. But even among them, I find it easiest to talk only in a small group.
I suppose I must come out as an unfriendly woman, an oddball. But now, at my age, I don't think I want to change, as I am kind of comfortable this way and my close family all accept me this way, and best of all, my husband is much like me. 2 of a kind :-)

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Wishing all my blog friends in the USA a great Thanksgiving weekend. May it be peaceful and joyful.

It was the 20th anniversary of the breaking of the Berlin Wall recently and what it brought memories of, to me, was of the fact that it's been 20 years since my son had his spinal operation the National hospital for Neurology in Queens Square in London. He was in the hospital after his surgery and he saw it on the TV in his ward and told us about it , when we went to visit. He was 16 then. He and all of us have come a long way and I am so grateful for all the good things that have happened to him and to all of us, in the last 20 years.

What with my new granddaughter, school, regular power outages (*drat, darn, whatever*), I haven't been able to post. Besdies new granddaughter seems to have driven everything out of my mind and find it difficult to think through any post. So, I thought I wouldn't post for a while. But I'll be around reading blogs.
See you later.

Inspired by Mrs T over at The Witty Words of a Wayward Wife( who is sharing bits of her holiday in Cyprus with us as and when she gets the time) and by the fact that my grandson--who is, in typical new Gen fashion, an absolute computer addict and so wants to use the comp whenever I'm in front of it--has gone to visit his other grandparents, I decided that I would share some more of the good times of my holiday in the US.
Among he high points of my trip was the music I got to hear and most of it free, as it was summer.  I think it's so wonderful that there is so much free culture available in the US during summer.
I love jazz and much of the music I heard was jazz.  I got to hear a concert at Chicago's lovely Jay Pritzker auditorium.  What an impressive sound system!  And it was wonderful to know you could sit anywwhere and hear the same quality of music, whether up close to the stage, or way back on the grass.  There was a trip to the Hollywood bowl on my California part of the trip--a treat from my brother--big band jazz (but I preferred the Jay Pritker) and some Latino music in a street square in North LA  and then the Chicago Jazz festival held over the Labor Day weekend. Though I got to hear only a bit of that, what I heard was a tribute to Benny Goodman, and I loved his music. Unfortunately, I couldn't get to hear any classical music, because by the time I found out about the summer music happennings, all the classical music shows were over.
The last time we were in the US was firstly for a very serious visit and secondly was made at the end of summer, into autumn.  So at that time I had no opportunity to listen to any music.  So this was so much fun.  I only wish now,that I had researched more before going, so that I could have taken better advantage of all the music that was out there.  Now I know that I will certainly do more research before I make another trip.

'Boy who harnessed the wind'

Don't know how many of you have come across the story of this young man from Malawi..  Truly inspirational!!