Back to Life

Dear Diary,

Well, the drama has calmed down somewhat since yesterday and the preceding days this week. Praise the Lord, Brother Bliss has resolved to rescue me, a Knight in shining red alfa-romeo. We're heading back down south, planning on going sea-fishing, taking a boat out. Lovely.

Life is strange how things pan out. I've inherited the family piano, which ushers in a new era for me, musically. It's my first instrument, and I've never before owned one. A real piano. Gosh. This is so cool. It means I can compose properly and practice pieces I've wanted to play for years.

Yesterday we went to the King's Head and the moment the couple that own it saw me: they offered me a gig, very kindly. It's awfully nice of them, seeing as how they've already booked our rock 'n roll band four times a year. They are really nice people indeed. I am hoping to play with our belovēd No electrickery there, if Gulliver can make it. We now have 75 likes for our page: facebook.com/NoElectrickery which is awesome. We have a gig coming up next week.

On another point, I am looking forward to our Game of Thrones interactive storytelling session this week. Things are hotting up there.

Reading about twelfth century eremitic movements of ascetic wanderers is fascinating. I am still engrossed in my tutor's Thesis: only yesterday was I able to read her footnotes for the first time, meaning I can follow up the citations. (Reading it in Word for the first, on a proper 'puter, not on my iPhone).

Today I intend to buy a Classical Latin dictionary in preparation for my next module with the Open University. God I love that place: Walton Hall, Buckinghamshire. As I call it, "The marshmallow space-ship spire, the wizards' tower of the Unseen University".

I watched David Starkey's From Prison to the Palace yesterday, and as a result I am going to follow in Elizabeth's footsteps and give double translation a try: doing an accurate translation of Ovidius into English, then taking Marlowe's poetic translation and translating it into accurate Latin. In any case, Brother Bliss is about to arrive, God willing, so I must go. Take care.

Max-out.