16/02/20

Went to Chelmsford Jazz Club this afternoon as planned, and won the last prize in the raffle (a box of Quality Street) but I was sitting further back than I usually do when I'm writing the review, and I was so slow getting my stick and out of my seat and moving past other people to the end of the row that they took pity and passed the prize back to me hand-by-hand. A bit humiliating, and shows up the difference between how well I think I'm doing and how it  must look to other people. Food for some thought there.