There is a definite change in the weather. Woke up this morning to rain and a thunderstorm of Biblical proportions crashing around me. I sometimes wonder how much more of it the poor roof is going to take. I have mentioned its parlous state to Mark but he is obviously not going to do anything about it, not while I am here anyway.
Last night Bruce and Rosalyn invited me to the local theatre to see 'South Pacific'. The songs and music were all so familiar, I had grown up with them, but I don't think I realised they were all from South Pacific.
It is a wonderful little theatre. It is in the round, and being such a small town everyone knows everybody else anyway, so when the performance is over there is a lot of milling about as the audience pours on to the stage to chat to the cast. Even though I don't know anyone I like to sit and watch them all, it has a very 'party' atmosphere.
Apart from this I have really done little else. I've been a bit preoccupied - more than is good for me, my critics would say - watching the Presidential debates on the evil Fox News. Or evil CNN.
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