The children have (mostly) been really good and we have had a pleasant day, with only minor hiccoughs. But I am tired and will be pleased when I can sit down and not have to do anything further. Not until tomorrow!
The local co-operatively managed classical music radio station does fund-raising by having a book and CD fair and their latest is being held at my local town hall building. I have been there a few times already and tomorrow everything will be half price. Most of the books I am interested in have been sold (only partly to me) but a few remain. I have bought quite a few biographies, and it seems they were mostly donated by the same man, who had put book plates into all of them. I must look him up on the internet, as his name rings a bell or two.
Such self-indulgence means that I have a lot of books to get through, and it somehow seems there is insufficient time for me to manage this. It's a worry. Oh joy, oh bliss, though, amongst the CDs I found Marc-Antoine Charpentier's, Le Jugement Dernier and Miserere des Jesuites, Erato 2292-45174-2, which I already own, but which is a bit damaged. It seems no longer to be in the catalogue, so to find one undamaged is a great joy. It is probably my first choice of the music I would like played at my funeral. I will be listening, up (or possibly down) there. But I expect other opinions might prevail, once I am no longer able to argue the case.
One of my self-indulgences is music. I have a vast collection of CDs, and these days, aware of impending mortality, I am making a greater effort to play and to replay them, to get to know the music better and to have it in my memory. It is a daunting task, what with listening to the radio and to its selections, and also spending quite a lot of time out of the house doing non-musical things.
Over the last week I have had problems with my Internet connection, and have spent hours on the telephone trying to get it all sorted out. It seems necessary that I dance to some other' provider's tune, to get more, better and faster service, and so my daughter and I (plus children) are shortly going to consult a rival firm, as well as to replenish the larder. All this stuff (not the larder-ing) makes my head ache and my mind confused, so all help is very welcome.