Wilson acquitted himself very well at the Formal Dinner last night. Considering that he had never had a silver service meal before, his manners were impeccable.
Unfortunately we had to leave before I'd finished my dessert as W was anxious to arrive at the theatre early enough to be sure of getting the best seat in the house.
Once he'd settled down, still in his formal attire, he made excellent (and frequent) use of the Bar Service. So much so that, when he remarked it was strange to be in a theatre that rocked up and down, I'm not entirely certain it was the theatre that was rocking…
Today, though, we have arrived in Spain and we shall soon be leaving on an excursion.
It's not as warm or as sunny as I'd hoped, but over the next few days we shall be drawing close to the equator…
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