Being me has it’s moments. I went to see the fabulous musical Billy Elliot yesterday. It was absolutely wonderful by the way. An experience not to be missed. Being me. however came before the show even started. I got there for the pre-show afternoon tea, which, when I bought my ticket, sounded like a delightful extension of the show experience. The tea consisted of tea and cake. I chose a lemon cake, delicately topped by a little round melon ball and went to sit on one of the chairs in the lobby, Someone commented on the lightness of the delicate looking cake. As I poked my fork into my cake, the whole thing rolled off my plate and onto the floor. That cake, it turned out was a lot lighter than one might expect.
That sounds like something I might do!
We have something in common!