here a cloudy day. it is raining. horsemouth is glad he got everybody out for a walk in the sun yesterday.
well ok it looks like it might dry up in the afternoon. (tomorrow decent, wednesday thursday rubbish)
they walked down to the abbey. they took the dog. at some point the dog wandered off and horsemouth went in search of it. he met the guy from up on the common (the one with two dogs one called brock). the guy had arrived too late for the art exhibit that had gone along with the choir school at the abbey over the week (he had missed it by one day).
horsemouth did not trust himself to go down and listen to the music (byrd, gibbons etc.) - music moves the emotions around (which can be dangerous for someone in horsemouth's state). horsemouth spent a little time phoning around his dad's friends to make sure that they knew that his dad had passed. he emailed a friend of dad's from his youth who now lives in canada.
horsemouth's brother seems to have taken charge of the sorting out of his dad's business affairs (which is good).
with music such a potent force horsemouth wants to be careful with it in the service - his brother has suggested something from elgar's the enigma variations, this is nice and dry and may well do the job. horsemouth's dad liked classical music (particularly the more tuneful end of it that could be whistled while working). with the arrival of hi-fi in the 70ies he took to blasting it very loud (until the neighbours complained). he was an early adopter of richer sounds.
horsemouth is still making his way slowly through the mad executioners a german crimi crime drama set in a london where everyone speaks german. he watched a daniel lewis philby, burgess, maclean thing with his brother and his mum.
this evening horsemouth misses a meeting of the communal endeavour. he suspects it will not be being held in adam's garden as proposed (the weather looks a bit 50/50 for it). he has written something on decarbonisation he will send this in.
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