The stress

As I mentioned yesterday, we spent the day at a wedding in Stellies.

An amazing celebration, topped off with that rugby match, and a tight South African win.

What a win, but oh, so tight.

Because it was a wedding, we spent half time on the dance floor. As you do.

‘Ave you seen me dancin’? I mean, really dancin’?

I never realised that dancing was so good for stress, but you can clearly see exactly where half time was on my watch.

To me, this actually proves that there might be something almost accurate in these measurements.

It also explains why I needed a stiff drink and another boogie once the game was over.