I had a nice time at my good friend Kim Worley's birthday party the other night. Kim is someone I do not see very often, but I still have a strong bond with this individual.
The party was in the function room of a suburban pub. The thing that made this party stand out is that there were small musical acts playing throughout the night. Kim played the cello. I spoke to him briefly, and he didn't seem too happy with his playing. Whatever, it was the feeling of his playing that counted, it was very appropriate for the atmosphere.
I wish I had had the time to attend his concert this week, but unfortunately I was working.