Weather improving but quite cool – 18º. Pain in my shoulder had bothered me throughout the night but persevered and went to trivia. Decided to leave before the start, to go to the shop and buy Ibuprofen. Returned to the cabin to dose myself and take a nap.
Lynne returned about 45 minutes later, with the cheery news that my absence had not greatly affected the score – towards the lower end of our range.
Someone lent me some horse liniment and together with the pills, managed to reduce the pain.
Another culturally sensitive talk this morning. This time, history of the SAS, blowing up Germans in North Africa and Italy.
We had arranged to meet some friends at the “fine dining” Indian restaurant for dinner – “fine” means that you have to pay $35 each for the privilege.
It was also Gala night, so we put on our best frocks and set off for the Gin and Fizz bar, where we planned to meet. Fortunately, I resisted the temptation of cocktails and stuck to a (large) glass of wine.
The food and wine were excellent, there was far too much to eat but it was a jolly time. We were last to leave at around 10:30, largely prompted by the waiters cleaning the tables and vacuuming the carpets. Still getting some pain in my shoulder, so we resisted the temptation to go on to another bar – despite the enthusiastic recommendation of the anaesthetic properties of more wine.