Due to the severity of my hungover condition today’s post will be short, sweet and to the point.

Many friends came to town and we are having a very groovy time. Most amazing of all is Rachel came for a visit. First class all the way, she was even seated next to a hot young billionaire. Rachel’s world is full of magic.

All my local friends wanted to meet the fabled Rachel and there have been dinners (where the famous lobster basil quiche was served) and also lunches, and studio visits and boat trips to private islands and on and on the fun has rolled.

Amazing fusion of perfection Xperimento, the best band in the world, were in town and performing at The Green Parrot which, in case I haven’t labored the point enough already, is way and above and by far the best bar in the world.

And yes both nights Xperimento played I herded everyone I could think of and led the way and merrily and uninhibitedly I danced my ass off! That we ended up, at the end of the first night, in a swimming pool with the band until dawn, should not be misconstrued as anything but pure clean fun, and with only the merest dash of Boogie Nights.

Having Rachel with me has been beyond heaven and I’m so grateful to have my friend back. We’ve had a ball and I’ll cry when she goes home tomorrow.

Now I’m sitting on a terrace in the breeze listening to the wind in the trees and with my hurting head I acknowledge for me to dance through another evening I would need to be borne on a platform carried by those who carry platforms. The bearers could be in loin cloths and drenched in scented oils, oh I must stop dreaming.

And speaking of dreaming this was a dreamy perfect weekend and I hope the same fun was had by all.