I have the waltz from
Swan Lake bouncing around my head. This will need to be banished before I go to sleep. We have played a concert of ballet music today with the Airedale Symphony Orchestra. Though there is lots of rhythm (mostly in three:four) and not much tune for the bassoon, it is good music. We played in Saltaire and the hall was nearly full, but the concert was too long: two and a half hours. Therefore this bottle of wine was a reward and much needed. We polished it off quickly to an ox-cheek stew with dumplings.
I asked Claire what she thought of this wine and she said that it as fine, but she was not moved to write poetry in celebration.
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