We’re just back from Glyndebourne
where we are in the second year of a new tradition of going to Glyndebourne for our Other Anniversary the end of July. This year we saw Carmen
and it’s one a.m. and I’m wrecked and I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.
PS: Hellhounds ate about three-quarters of their supper for the dog minder, which is very good going for hellhounds. They were also here alone for ten hours–minus about an hour’s minder break, including a walk up to Third House and some assisted rioting–and while they greeted me with decent enthusiasm they are well into their standard late evening hairy bolster imitation and evidence no sign of trauma whatsoever. What if this were PROGRESS?? I would really like to see Vaughan Williams’ Riders to the Sea at the ENO* this autumn.
PPS: Happy Birthday to Blackbear, and I hope you had as much fun as we did.
* English National Opera.
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