Some friends of ours are members of a very smart Health Club in West London and issued an invitation for a crowd of us to join them for the day at the Club.
We didn’t need asking twice.
There was tennis.
There was a huge amount of bouncing.
There was swimming, where The Boy Child opted for armbands because he said the water was too deep. It wasn’t.
And there was friendship of the very best kind.
It was a wonderful day.