There were plenty of people at the funeral the other day, and we all adjourned to a nearby pub where there was a buffet laid on. At times I sat with some of my family, on occasions I sat by myself, alone with my thoughts.
On other occasions, people came over to talk to me. I always have been quite shy socially, and won’t instigate conversations in a gathering like a party, for example. But some people came over, who I knew, and we chatted about my late brother in law, holidays, sport and other topics.
As a result of this, I became a bit more relaxed and comfortable instead of the shy and diffident individual that I’ve always been. Some people think I’m very sociable but I can assure you that is not the case. I need a lot of prodding and encouragement to be involved in social settings, where I’m not at my best.
It was only at the end of the evening that tiredness started to show and I wanted to get home. It was a long day after all. But at least I showed I can be sociable, up to a point. You can never have me listed as the life and soul of a party. If you need people to be got rid of at a party, then just invite me! They’ll soon be fed up!
Joking apart, I hope I can be a bit more outgoing in future. A lot of practice is needed.