Dreamed of trying to remember what year The Flintstones started and reading that it was 1957 (it was actually 1960); being unable to figure out a TV remote control.
I've hoed the garden and it's now ready for planting.
Dinner was pork steak.
At choir practice we're preparing for the year-end concert. We spent most of the evening on the wedding chorus from Rossini's William Tell, so we barely had time to get started on the number from Bellini's La Sonnambula. (Two numbers from operas set in the Germanic highlands!)
The Pallisers gets better with repeat viewings!
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