On Wednesday afternoons I go to an exercise class for the over sixties. It really does me such a lot of good. The sitting down half I find relaxing as we go through one set of muscles after another, stretching and moving them to music and I feel much better having done this with the help of a professional who knows what she is doing.
The standing part is not so easy for me as my balance is not very good, but I do what I can and always use a chair for balance.
Today we had a shortened class and then all made our way the five hundred yards or so into the centre of the town to The Post Horn, where we had reserved a table for afternoon tea. I should add that we wore some kind of Christmas decoration - hat, ear rings, flashing reindeer horns, head bands. You name it - whatever we wore we certainly looked a festive lot.
We had scones with jam and cream, toasted tea cakes, tea, coffee, orange juice, chocolate cake and an hour's fun. Luckily there was hardly anyone about and the cafe was almost empty apart from us so we weren't making much of a disturbance.
But hardly a healthy end to a session designed to keep us all in shape was it?