Another year, 59 th anniversary today of my entry to the School. I don't know why I celebrate them as it means I'm getting older.
Getting ready for bed last night reminded me of a song we once sang, to the tune of,"After the ball was over "After the ball was over, Maggie took out her glass eye, Put her false teeth in water, Corked up her bottle of dye, Put her false leg in the corner ,Hung up her wig on the wall, And all that as left went to bye byes ,After the ball.
I'm not quite like that. John