Summer Tentatively Returns

Quite a lazy Sunday. Breakfast of cereal and fruit, lunch of remains of last night’s curry, and a modicum of clearing up in between. More clearing up this afternoon, mainly sorting out what’s to be kept. Where I am clearing now is where nothing much happened after we came back from holiday in 2018. Then we just put things down, then Sandy started getting really ill. We didn’t know what it was back then, but, of course, we soon knew. Neither of us could do anything, we just left it. Fortunately, it’s all safe, boxed, but just dusty. There are books buried over there as well.

And two book deliveries today – I made one order but there were two deliveries, three hours apart. I’ve started Facebook challenge, inviting people to photograph the books they’ve been getting during lockdown and see what transpires. The majority of mine are for work.

Supper was something to see if it worked. Lamb fillet, reduced, from Sainsbury’s and frozen a while ago. Garlic, lemon zest, rosemary and thyme, roasted in a pan with lemon wedges, and baked asparagus with a balsamic butter sauce. Amazingly it all worked. Mind you if we were not in lockdown it wouldn’t have been that sort of menu as the garlic would have repelled all invaders in normal times. Strawberries completed the meal.

This is the only comment I’m going to make about politics today. I’m getting more convinced that Boris studied music of the period as well as classics at Oxford. His principal instrument was most likely the lyre.

Tomorrow the lawns will get attacked as it’s garden bin week. Which reminds me that I’ll have to pay for the service. It has been extended until the end of this month, though, to compensate for when it couldn’t be collected. Then it will be back to excavating the living room.

The Brisons in the sea mist and Carn Gloose in 2017. This was our favourite lunch place and near here is where Sandy has asked that her ashes be scattered, whenever we can. If I’m not able to get to Cornwall this summer then we have the next summer.

Music:

The Baltic states of Estonia and Latvia seem to be producing composers of haunting, compelling, choral music. Discovering it is proving quite a joy.

Pärt Uusberg (1986-), Taaveti psalm 121, Kujundus, Anneliis Volmer, Otto Mättas

Pärt Uusberg (1986-), Ernst Enno, Õhtul, Kammerkoor Head Ööd, Vend

Pärt Uusberg (1986-), Ernst Enno “Valgusele, Kammerkoor Head Ööd, Vend

Ēriks Ešenvalds (1977-), Stars, State Choir Latvija, conductor Maris Sirmais

Ēriks Ešenvalds (1977-), O Salutaris Hostia, Choir of Trinity College, Cambridge, Stephen Layton

Veljo Tormis (1930-2017), Four Estonian Lullabies, Let The Cradle Swing!, Estonian Radio Choi, conductor Tomaas Kapten.

Ugis Praulinš (1957-), Missa Rigensis, National Youth Choir of Great Britain, conductor Stephen Layton.

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