The weekend was a time of friends. Saturday, my partner and I drove out to visit his godmother whose nephew was visiting from Scotland with his girlfriend.
We planned a lunch at a local harbour called, Frenchman's Bay at a very nice restaurant called, the Waterfront. The nephew spent his youth in our city and his girlfriend was on her first visit to Canada.
She was delighted with the meal, for her, mussels and fries. The conversation was good. After lunch we walked out to the small harbour and marine. The girlfriend said I want to go to the north and be up in the wild. I looked at her and said, there is one problem with that, bears. This is not the first time this year I had to tell someone that this country has bears. I didn't tell her about the mosquitoes, moose , black flies and in some parts of the country, cougars cats. I think people from the British Isles have a romance with the North in North America. However that said this lady is a social worker and a nurse who works with Foster children, now in helping with their educational needs. I can understand that kind of stress, where when you get a break from it you can go away on holiday and be in a place that is both isolated and peaceful. I said when she comes back I would take her to the Wye Marsh, a naturalists paradise. It is also next to the St. Maria amongst the Huron first settlement or recreation of a fort who were inhabited by the Jesuits priests. this isn't the far north but I am sure would please her and it is not far from one of our most spectacular bays
The odd thing is where she comes from in Scotland is a scenic area also with a lovely village and river.
It was a pleasant afternoon.
Sunday was a pleasant time. I had made plans to go to a dinner and dance of a small group who are based around an accordion band. Now I have only recently found this group and was really delighted with the musicians who are all amateurs. They have been together since 1954 which is amazing. A lot of their members are an age and their are a group of supporters about 52 in total. They know how to have fun from jokes and songs to dancing. It is a lovely to go along and enjoy their company. They are originally from the British Isles. I got my friend who like myself likes to get out and have a good time. I invited my sons in laws. This was going to be an interesting situation for them. They are from Eastern Europe and love to dance so I thought this was a good fit.
I was right although they couldn't come until a bit later they were immediately up on the dance floor. They just enjoy themselves and do a Latin influenced dance. They became the focus of the group as they totally immerse themselves in the music and the pleasure of dance.
Even the dinner was good and very old school, the kind I had as a young person, nothing fancy.
Even my partner relaxed to enjoy himself although made a huge fuss about not dancing. Being in charge of a film set and talking to international movie stars is okay but going to a dance is stress enough to send him to the hospital. I have to say although I felt otherwise I kept my cool.
It does leave mixed feelings when you go through this but I have an anecdote I go and put away a piece of jeweller, nothing expensive. I have already put it on hold so it is time to start to pay it off.
I think this is a very fifties thing to do but in some respects at this age are we not our Mother's clones, in taste at least. What is it the French say Comme se comme sa? MY great grandfather was Parisian, vive la Paris!
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