Dreamed of the Four Seasons song "December 1963"; being in front of a British theatre and noticing a review of the play there, saying that it was a fine production but the play itself was ludicrous.
Went to Indigo Books and got a cheap calendar with 1960s designs. (I almost bought one with Tate Gallery self-portraits, but the Stanley Spencer on the cover looked depressing!) I also got a reprint of Jules Feiffer cartoons from the late 1950s and early 1960s.
Dinner was boneless pork roast.
At choir practice Giuseppe read us a letter from our patron Tony Fusco asking us to redouble our promotional efforts. (The Christmas concert had a small audience, but I think that's because we raised the ticket price to $25; at $15 we'd have had twice as many people and a bigger take overall.)
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