Amazing memory

This weekend I pulled out my dusty tennis racquets in the hope of playing on the retreat. Elisabeth asked me, "Who are you going to play tennis with?" I said I wasn't sure with whom I would play. She replied, "Last time you played with Andrew and uncle Gordon."

That was a month and a half ago, and we hadn't talked about it since. She's just keenly aware of what goes on around - which is a good reminder that I'm always "on stage."