SOCIAL NIGHTMARE
Having just spent the best part of an hour rolling around in the dust, I spied. I snuck out of the gym class last and hovered around the cars to check out where the rest of the gym ladies were going. Some got into their cars, others waited for a larger group to congregate, then eventually filed out together towards the large car park below the walls. Only a couple of mature ladies made their way up inside the walls of the old town, so tonight, I conclude, that out of the 25 people that come to the class, only 3 live up here… I might have to join a crochet class after all!