thank you steve for your .... poem? ode? to blue or to ruth (what, me?). anyway, i went to visit a friend in sussex square in brighton which is where i used to live (in' it) and it was indeed blue for at least 25 minutes. doesn't compare 'owevere to les cougieux so why not get down there and hang out with everyone? 27 degrees i hear, and huggable kittens to (wellington) boot. (how ARE my babies?)
i asked again if i could have the 13th dress rehearsal off but was told a definitive NO and also that i had to leave by 3 to cope with M25 rush hour traffic . my meal is getting considerably shorter and i don't think i'll make it to dessert....let alone speeches (my fave bit!) i can;t bear it! will kick off be promt-ish? (panic setting in here!)
dress rehearsal of magic flute tonight. he's still got a surf board where it shouldn't be and though we did our best it was still leaden. we had the understudy - 21 and already taken up by simon rattle's agent - for two minutes last week and it was utterly transformed. we are considering poison as an option. the singers are lovely however and all in it for the best reasons and struggling like us against the beachboy.
loove to all, ruthxx
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