"To go around from one place to another in the pursuit of pleasure and entertainment".
I've been gallivanting - going to London and back in under 24 hours, popping into The London Library and a Wren church, attending a literary party, dining in a jewel of a private members' club in a tiny Georgian house hidden away up a narrow alley, visiting the British Museum (to see some of Mrs. Delany's work), spotting Brian Sewell, Grayson Perry and Andrew Graham-Dixon there, avoiding the cameras filming two of them, and all that in scorching heat the like of which we are not used to in Britain in late September!
The main purpose of my visit was that party to celebrate Bloomsbury Books' 25th. birthday. I joined Simon and Elaine, we saw Grayson Perry (so that was twice in one day), Raymond Blanc, Paul Hollywood (from the Great British Bake-off!), and were there with many writers, agents and members of the publishing fraternity, not least our delightful hosts.
My gallivant is over, my carriage has turned back into a pumpkin, and I'm sweeping the kitchen floor again. If anyone finds a glass slipper in that magical marquee in a Bloomsbury square, it'll be mine.