Of course, the great thing about live performance is that there are no guarantees. So today we've got it all to do again - and again.
I might just get a chance to do a bit of reading, and listening, before going in, and since there are no major headaches these might get something like my full attention. Although I finished Caleb Williams the other day I've still not read Godwin's alternative ending, actually the original one he wrote in manuscript and then abandoned, which is usefully provided in the World's Classics edition. I'm also keen to resume The Ring and the Book which I last glanced at on Tuesday. I'm still in Book Two, but had been relishing it.
I came home last night to catch the final sequences of Yasmin Ahmad's Gubra, and was reminded of how much I enjoyed it when we saw it in the cinema on its original release. We decided that we really must get it on DVD. After that I just had time for a quick spin of Dylan's Together Through Life (possibly the best late night listening ever put on record) before I folded up completely.
And now it's unfolding time. A blossoming.
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