


The passage of time in Wellington and elsewhere




Just announced that there will be an election on December 12th. First December election for nearly 100 years.
BJ does not want parliamentary scrutiny of his agreement so an election instead. Tories confident of a win given their lead in the polls but that was the case last time!


A lovely idea by the boys to treat me to a trip to the theatre for Father’s day. Four months after the event but so what. I was partly to blame as we are on holiday too often!
From the Guardian:
Menier Chocolate Factory, London
With antisemitism on the rise, Tevye’s struggles with the tsar’s thugs are powerfully topical in this note-perfect production
Thu 6 Dec 2018 13.53 GMTLast modified on Thu 6 Dec 2018 15.40 GMT

Although much-loved and often revived, Fiddler on the Roof has been charged with excessive sentimentality and piety. As the poor Russian-Jewish milkman Tevye attempts to marry off five daughters, several of the songs have the form of prayers, and a startling percentage of the dialogue is delivered upwards.
We saw the performance at the Playhouse Theatre as the production had transferred for a limited run. I did my preparation by reading the synopsis and listening to the songs. Some were familiar and the story is easy to follow. The show was very good though the duration of sitting in the hot cheap seats with restricted leg room made a difference.
A great night out with the boys who also enjoyed the show. So all were getting out there to enjoy something new.


Amalfi coast walk towards Priano.

The political division continues with the right wing finding a plot under every bed.
The country is going to the dogs as they say with the lies and brutality of politics reaching fever pitch.
Conservative party conference is on at the moment so the intensity has been ramped up.
‘Get Brexit done’ is the rallying call. Whatever that is meant to mean. As ever as complex reality translated into a simple but meaningless buzz phrase.
Depressing
Sitting on the Amalfi coast and at the same time watching a stream of the last night of the Proms.

A little strange but so typical in our world now.

It’s important to remember.
One of the candles is for Patrick here in Milan.
