A Midsummer Night's Dream revisited

Early again this morning. Lorraine zooming off to Beth's. Enzo having his first jabs today.

I made off to the life drawing class. Again not quite feeling at the top of my game while drawing. Making lots of mistakes, and drawing lots of constructive comments from Melissa. Our model today was excellent, Lorraine Yu from Hong Kong who is also an actor. 

Kate, one of the others who attends there, brought me in lots of coloured paper, as I was admiring her work, where she makes marks with coloured pastels directly onto coloured paper. I might have a go at that. Someone was handing out leaflets for a Poetry event in Ardingly, then began saying that when she taught poetry in schools they rhymed and had strict metre and so on. Everything else was -- and I am paraphrasing here -- degenerate rubbish. Luckily I took no bait. T.S.Eliot for example, published The Wasteland in 1922, which didn't wasn't in strict metre and didn't rhyme -- and that was over a 100 years ago. 

Was feeling a bit odd today, with sore and surging guts and so didn't go for my long walk, ending my streak of 38 days. 

Spoke to the medical marvel that is Anton, who on going to the physio people astonished the staff with  his knee's bendability. He is making a marvellous recovery. We'll sneak out for a cheeky next week. 

A bit of running about tidying up then Patrick and Adele, Steve and Freja  swarmed around. And we sat about eating salty snacks and having some booze and read all of A Midsummer Night's Dream, which was great fun, breaking off before the final act to eat chicken wings and salad and potatoes and so on. A very cheery evening, which benefited from us having seen it recently in the Little theatre.  Patrick doing one of his excellently protracted dying scenes, and Freja throwing herself into it. Lorraine playing Titania and stealing the slightly donkey-ish tone from the production we'd just seen. I played Hermia and Helen, which was tricky so Helen became a rough-sounding northern lass. We had some little bits of finger food about, one piece Brian blatantly stole in front of everyone, a sliced ham rolled around cream cheese stick, letting himself down.  

I love AMND. 

Our guest left at around 10:30 and Lorraine and I chilled on the gold sofa for a little bit before bed.

One of my less bad drawings.