- Why are we "women-of-a-certain-age" only dancing with each other? It sure would be nice to dance and chat with someone who has a deep voice, an Adam's apple and whiskers sprouting out of his face (and I mean males and not your usual post-menopausal female).
- Just where are these gentlemen of a Saturday night on the South Shore of Nova Scotia? Not at Petite Riviere or the Waldorf School or any of the local legion halls.
And I'll keep my eyes open for my Mr Bojangles.