The Lost Day

It all started two day's ago.
We went to the theatre with John and Drena to see the Rat Pack tribute group.
Sheila and I had seen them with Ken and Denise on the first leg of the cruise.
Sheila had ended up on stage with Dean Martin last time and she was adamant she was not getting on stage this time.... Yeah right!
As soon as he came by her she sprinted past him and was on the stage before him.... Lol... That may be a slight exaggeration but only a slight one.. Lol.
Anyway the upshot was we saw the guys in the bar on our way to bed and stopped for a quick chat, so Sheila could take in all the adulation from them.
They were telling her how she made the show that night etc, etc.
That was the first mistake, the second being staying for a quick drink with them and Simeon, the cruise director, who had joined us by this time.
The third and on my part the most fatal mistake was me drinking another bottle of red wine.... Hence the title The Lost Day.
I did spend the next day and night in the cabin recovering...... But I'm fine now so onward and upward as the bard said (I think he said it) lolRead more