what i did for love
Aug. 29th, 2024 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This morning, we completed a tour of local supermarkets, in a quest to achieve Jude's Salted Caramel ice-cream for Beast. Sainsburys yesterday yielded only little pots, Tesco nothing, Lidl nothing (though we hadn't held out much hope for Lidl). This morning, after the Oxfam run (I had a clear-out), we tried Morrisons and the other Sainsburys, and eventually ran the stuff to ground in Waitrose (he bought four tubs). There are of course more supermarkets around the city, but, phew. If I were to include a map of where the supermarkets are and how long this took, you would think me mad be impressed. Possibly. It was like a complicated sort of dance.
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Squirrel-wise, there has been much less action of late. Earlier this year there were as many as seven of the little blighters in the garden at one time, but it has been quite quiet recently. Perhaps the teenagers have been told to get jobs and move out. I haven't had the luck to see any of them attempting an assault on the peanut cylinder, but Beast has: apparently one leaped up onto the dustbin-lid baffle and thence to the peanuts, and one seems to have jumped from somewhere on the house, either window sill or roof, and thus achieved squirrel bliss.
Magpies continue to jump up, enbeak something, and then plummet to the ground. Ridiculous birds.
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Bun and I went to see A Chorus Line in the city on Tuesday. It's a good show, and it's interesting to compare it with the film and see what they managed to lose while committing the thing to celluloid. The 'star' character, Cassie, was so obviously not a 'star' that I was a bit thrown—I don't think the production was trying to say that The Director was so obsessive about her that he lost all objectivity, but maybe? I thought she and the woman cast as 'Sheila' should have swapped roles.
The worst thing was the sound. Why do theatres these days so often want to be rock venues, to which one needs to wear earplugs? Why does not some sensible person send feedback to the sound crew that (a) the band is so loud we cannot hear what the chorus are singing, and (b) some of the soloists' grandstand notes actually hurt my ears. This is unwelcome.
I did in fact send feedback, since the theatre were so kind as to email me asking for it.
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A link about chocolate! Always an interest of mine. https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cn47zg3xgxxo Using the whole of the chocolate fruit rather than having to involve sugar and to throw away the pulp. Looks worth a go, to my mind.
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Squirrel-wise, there has been much less action of late. Earlier this year there were as many as seven of the little blighters in the garden at one time, but it has been quite quiet recently. Perhaps the teenagers have been told to get jobs and move out. I haven't had the luck to see any of them attempting an assault on the peanut cylinder, but Beast has: apparently one leaped up onto the dustbin-lid baffle and thence to the peanuts, and one seems to have jumped from somewhere on the house, either window sill or roof, and thus achieved squirrel bliss.
Magpies continue to jump up, enbeak something, and then plummet to the ground. Ridiculous birds.
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Bun and I went to see A Chorus Line in the city on Tuesday. It's a good show, and it's interesting to compare it with the film and see what they managed to lose while committing the thing to celluloid. The 'star' character, Cassie, was so obviously not a 'star' that I was a bit thrown—I don't think the production was trying to say that The Director was so obsessive about her that he lost all objectivity, but maybe? I thought she and the woman cast as 'Sheila' should have swapped roles.
The worst thing was the sound. Why do theatres these days so often want to be rock venues, to which one needs to wear earplugs? Why does not some sensible person send feedback to the sound crew that (a) the band is so loud we cannot hear what the chorus are singing, and (b) some of the soloists' grandstand notes actually hurt my ears. This is unwelcome.
I did in fact send feedback, since the theatre were so kind as to email me asking for it.
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A link about chocolate! Always an interest of mine. https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cn47zg3xgxxo Using the whole of the chocolate fruit rather than having to involve sugar and to throw away the pulp. Looks worth a go, to my mind.