It is crucial to fight back against the dulls, with plans and parties and things. Also sweet peas, I just planted four trays of them, in defiance of winter. And also interesting nights out - last night I went out to listen to an evening of experimental John Cage re-interpretations at the Port Mahon - yes, including 4'33" which is a challenging listen in a small room upstairs in a busy room outside a busy main road. Also the one with the conches, and Waterwalk:
It was a bit crowded though, and (for the first time ever I think at a gig) I very nearly fainted, during Indeterminacy. I missed a bit of it while recovering on the stairs, but that was my experienced audition of the piece; and I especially liked the bit where a nice lady offered me a sip of her cola to help me recover.
Ooh ow. Teasel (who since it got cold has rediscovered the delights of sitting on laps in general and mine in particular) just found some sort of pressure point on my leg. Ninja cat! Stop that!