I’m definitely an old lady and I’m quite sedentary, as a consequence of my age.
Nevertheless, every now and then a friend insists on taking me out downtown for a party.

This time I decided to accept the invitation because my elegant New Year's Eve dress was readily available.

Besides that, the friend who came to my home to invite me out is an amusing person and a good musician whom I have known for a very long time.

He’s not that young anymore either and he has gained weight, which is very sad for him, so I decided I had to cheer him up.

We’ll end the night singing along together as we have done many times before. He plays the piano, I sing and, sometimes, I even give him the inspiration to compose a song...

Several years ago he composed a very nice song he wanted to call “Violet Song”,
because he said he had taken the idea for the main theme from a tune I was whistling,
but I didn’t want to show off,
so I asked him to not mention my name,
and he simply called the song

“Your Song”.

“You know it’s yours, Violet,” he told me.

So here I am in central London going to the party with my friend.