I'm not sure if this should be posted on here, but, oh, well...
Back in the days before I retired, I used to attend an annual dinner dance/prize giving thing that was attended by people from all over the world. What used to happen to both ease things and promote friendship, when the men entered, they would pick a ladies name out of a hat. That lady would be the table partner up to and including the first dance.
This particular year, the name I got was that of a brazilian woman. I had noticed her there in previous years, for the simple reason she always seemed to get some sort of award. But she always left the event before the first dance. During the meal, we talked, and got along so well that she even stayed for the dancing part of the evening, but did not, I might add, dance with anyone else. Dont get the wrong impression here!
One of her male colleagues came up to me when she was in the bathroom, and asked me how I got her to stay. He also told me that she was a victim of domestic violence, her former husband having almost taken her life by slashing her stomach when she was expecting their second child. He didnt want it, apparently! Since then, she would not allow a man to come near her, which was understandable!
A few weeks later, a parcel arrived for me at work marked "machine parts." It was the piece of imbuya that the bowl was made from. She knew I did a bit of woodwork, and dont like spices, so sent it to me to say thankyou. As many know, this wood has a spicy scent, so it was a kind of joke.
We've kept in touch since then, and I even got an invite to her fathers 100th birthday party two years ago, which I accepted. The highlight of that trip for me was not only meeting her and her two children, but by being able to perform 3 numbers on stage with them to entertain her father. That party, those three songs (Besame Mucho, Perfidia, and Wonderful Land) will stay in my memory for ever!