under another sun

One last idea sent off and the plight of European dogs, was no longer my affair for a while. Feeling oddly twitchy and out of sorts this morning, but the day fairly productive nevertheless. Beth off teaching in a local school this afternoon and she called me on the way home, wondering if I fancied a pint in the Preston Park Tavern. I examined my soul and discovered that a pint of bitter shandy in the sun at 5.30 was actually exactly what I wanted. So good in fact I had two more over the course of a couple of hours. While we were supping it we saw some guys working on the scam where they go door to door with a bucket of cloths and domestic cleaners at an inflated price and claim they are on a work experience. One of them was swearing unpleasantly at a shopkeeper across the road because he'd asked him for ID when he wanted to buy drink. His mate, having seen that we had noticed what they were up to, walked past and as I glanced at him shouted that I couldn't see what was in h...

Working steadily on the book, having to consult Matt about musical matters. Quite handy to have an actual composer to consult. His advice led me to investigate more works by Morton Feldman and Frederic Rzewski on Youtube. Interesting stuff and worth dipping into. There is so much great music in the world that rarely gets heard -- and so much godawful gutless pap that gets heard too much. Lorraine working at home this morning and having a technical sounding meeting with her pal Tracey about educational data. I investigated John Cage's 4' 33' ' (the famous silent piece). I love that it is in three parts, each marked Tacet in the score. I sloped off in the afternoon to have a rather good haircut, and to browse in Dave's Comics. I love the graphic novel format, but find Superheroes have a limited appeal. Home in the afternoon and more work on the book. Lorraine had an after hours meeting with the estate agent, and then we shopped efficiently then rounded the week o...