I definitely didn't have the energy to attend the Victorian ball last night (only the 2nd I've missed since 1997), but I did attend a ballroom dance and got to see a number of people I haven't seen since the attack. I managed to dance a foxtrot, a salsa and a west coast swing and spent the rest of the time socializing. A fellow ballroom dancer who (I didn't know this before) was a former coroner took a look at my neck and told me I was pretty lucky to be alive.