I haven’t said anything about the new year as yet because I’ve been deep in the past (where I’ll return soon, I daresay). And though I haven’t made resolutions as such because they’re better made when the thought occurs to you – oh, it just has! – so this must be a nearly-new year resolution – I’m going to carry on going to the cinema after Elle leaves and start going to concerts and the theatre again. Because the Sage really doesn’t enjoy any of it and, after all these years of living with me, the novelty has finally worn off and he feels able to say so. So – and I’ve often done that before but lost heart for a while – I’ll go alone. One should always be self-sufficient in any case and ones own true friend.
Having said that, the first thing I did was email the family to see if they’d like to come to any, and I’ve takers for a couple of them already.
On 12th June, which I suppose is Benji’s Happy Day, Lowestoft’s fountains will be playing his music and the promenade will be decked out with banners. Isn’t that lovely? Musical fountains, I wonder how they do that? I’ve probably told you this before but can’t quite be bothered to go back and check, so excuse the anecdotage, but young Ben’s father was my family’s dentist. Daddy used to go for check-ups in the school holidays and always heard Ben fiddling in the room above. It’s maybe understandable that he was not one of my father’s favourite composers: the association was unfortunate.
Anyway, I’m booking for anything that catches my eye and doing it soon (I’m a Friend, darlings, and have priority booking). And it’s made me think about a date for this year’s blog party. If you’re up for one again this year, of course? The weekend of the 1st June looks good. Or any weekend in July except for the first, because our village festival is on the 6th July. August is entirely free at present. May and the rest of June, I’ll have to firm up arrangements, as they say, at this end first.
If you’ve been here before you’ll know about us. If you haven’t, do take this as an invitation. Lovely people have come along, many of them twice (out of two parties, that is) and have been delightful and charming and friendly and have got on well enough to meet up since. We’ve got a number of spare bedrooms and you’re welcome to stay (until all bedrooms are taken) and I love feeding lots of people and take all preferences and allergies into account without any bother. Entertainment, you have to provide, just by chatting to each other, though I daresay you might be sent into the garden to find where the bantams are laying or have to listen to “Eleven more months and ten more days” on the wind-up gramophone or even, if you’re remarkably lucky, be introduced to Bobby the leopard.
Best of all, you would meet the Sage and our family. We’re looking balefully at 40 years of marriage this year and realising how old this makes us, but whatever we do on the day, you’re welcome to celebrate it with us.
Tell me possible dates and we’ll find one that everyone can manage.
Update – 29th June or 27th July are the best options at present.