Sorry about the hiatus. My knees, eyes and teeth have been reminding me of how bothersome and fiendishly expensive old age can be. But must press on.The garden is looking nice, the weather has been pleasant (until today that is) and the conservatory has been my refuge, a very present help in time of trouble. My family, as usual, have come up trumps ferrying me around. The papers, again as usual, are full of horrors and scandal so I turn hurriedly to the crossword.
The Proms have started. On Friday when Janacek was announced four Czech soloists with unpronounceable names appeared. At that point the sub-titles gave up! Sub-titles give me endless amusement. One man said of his performance that he would be pleased with "Half a cheer" from the audience. The sub-titles said "he would be pleased with Hertfordshire."
Last evening I listened to part of "William Tell." The tenor was very good and sounded very much like Juan Diego Florez. The very familiar overture was very exciting and it was difficult not to think of "The Lone Ranger."
Lots more lovely music to come.
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Ramblings of a nonagenerian (vintage 1923). Grew up in Lambeth in the 20s and 30s. Lived and worked in London during World War II. I have been attempting to do the Telegraph Cryptic Crossword since 1939! (My daughter says I *have* to write this, but I am troubled as it sounds so conceited.) I bought my first computer aged 85 and am continually frustrated by the vagaries of the technological age.
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