There are few things more satisfying than the final performance of a show that does everything you were hoping it would when it was being conceived. So I would imagine after this evening's final performance of the musical our students devised that they will feel supremely satisfied.
And now I am in the happy position of having time at least to finish Richard Adams's Watership Down which, happily, features a well-nigh perfect ending, quite extraordinarily assured for a first novel. I don't think he ever came close to pulling off the magic again, but I'm thinking of getting hold of The Plague Dogs from the library at work to remind myself of another worthy, if not great, performance.
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