Touch your Toes

Sat doing flexibilities on the old bone whilst watching footie last night. I don't even like football, but love it when it gets to penalties. There were some bleary eyes at work today after copious amounts of wobbly juice was consumed watching the match. It was the best I was to feel all day as I only had a glass of coke!! Looking back over this year, I know I have changed some what since the bereavement, and it is a very strange feeling. Although we deal with this every day, no one can really experience what another person is feeling inside. I don't even know if I will ever change back to how I was before? but I suppose only time will tell. Strangely I am not even bothered about taking my bone with me on Holiday this year, and I always smuggle it into the car, much to my partners disgust. However if I don't, I know I will have no lip to come back to, and I have a Concert a couple of days after I get home! Ah the problems of being a Brass player ;-)