Some years ago I realised that one of the things which I wished to witness, one day, was a concert by Keith Jarrett, with his Trio in preference to solo. Born in 1945 Jarrett cannot be expected to appear at European jazz festivals for too much longer. It is nearly 40 years since his Koln concert was recorded. Ideally I would love to get to a venue in mainland Europe, such as Montreux, or Juan-les-Pins. But I am finally to get to see them this summer, though a trip to London hardly excites in terms of the travel and the venue. However I managed to secure a ticket when they went on sale yesterday, with no huge thoughts to getting there, getting home, or what to do with The Urchins.
I suspect that rail travel may be the option, with the afternoon train south and the overnight sleeper for the return, which may get me back home with minimum disruption to child care. Perhaps Granny can step into the breach for the afternoon. Meantime I need to do battle with the rail ticket websites. The sleeper berth seems to be problematic and require a phone call, with the usual caveats of no bookings longer than three months in advance. Well it’s April 29 today, and the concert is July 27, so I may strike lucky.
Also on the agenda today is the finalisation and submission of my wee competition piece. I might manage to get that down the line just as the happy couple are doing the nuptial thing.
Yes it’s Royal Wedding day today, so plenty of chores to get on with as I do my best to ignore the flag-waving hype from dann saff. I had thought of doing what I did when the groom’s parents were wed, but I got the grass cut yesterday, after the shed was painted and tarred. Plenty chores left though, with a little varnishing, some weeding and more. No doubt there will be a wee bike ride, though sadly the sun of late has yet to appear to warm a chilly and breezy start. We are promised some fine and very warm weather for the rest of the weekend.
I need to be out and about in the afternoon, with my usual rounds of clients, many of whom are happy to have something to do to escape the television and radio. I do have some suspicion that the event was planned partly to get lots of union flags on the streets of Scotland and Wales just before our elections, but in reality the English aristocracy and the Westminster government wouldn’t even have given the provinces the slightest thought.
The Westminster government though has been plentiful in sending representatives north to shore up their parties’ interests as polling day draws nigh and the predictions turn in favour of the nationalists. Methinks the appearance of these various Oxbridge toffs and their unionist policies simply serves to feed the demand for good government for Scotland. At least we won’t hear from them today, so the media won’t bombard us with more efforts to get us back on Elmer’s side. Dour Iain Gray may even avoid another public flogging, as his antics escape media attention.
Time to catch up on the overnight developments, and to read the very sorry news of what appears to be a suicide bomber in the Djemaa el Fna in Marrakech.