A new U3A group has just started up in Ditchling and Hassocks We had the first meeting today. About two hundred turned up, all as keen as mustard, signing up for every sort of group from archeology to Sunday dinners (I wondered about that one, do you have to cook, eat or talk about them?)
I signed up for computers ( I`m still having trouble with the moodle) museum visits, and poetry. I am not sure what happns next. They seemed a very lively bunch.
My eighty second birthday has come and gone, fairly low key this year, perhaps next year I will organise a proper knees up, if I`m spared as my dear mother in law used to say. I had a lovely lot of cards and texts and face book cheery messages which were very heartwarming. . Son C and family took me out for lunch to a pub in Firle near here which is where the vicar who is on TV lives, Peter Owen Jones There he was large as life in the pub with his battered hat and a slightly crooked dog collar over a pink shirt. In one of his programmes he travelled around trying to live without any money, but had to give up to pay his car insurance.
I was impressed with Ed`s seventy minute speech without notes and the smacking kiss he gave his wife at the end. I have great hope of him and he does really try not to be too much of a toff like the other lot.
Ditchling film society started again last night and we had a lighthearted French film called Potiche. It was good feminist stuff. I enjoyed it.