Goodbye

Saturday finishing the angel painting. Nan leaves for good, peacefully. Evening with Mel in Shoreditch high street. Blackheath final performance of Count Ory. Mel, Dan and Sue in the audience, drink afterwards at the Railway pub. Monday evening Dev squad with the black and silver teams. Tuesday evening piano recital at St Martin-in-the-Fields with Esh. Broken hearts. Trying to breathe underwater.

Wednesday evening house meeting, D will be leaving. Thursday off. Painting, chilling, chatting to dad, making food, visiting the Rye. Further insight into SP's mind... I don't know how I feel about it yet. Friday visiting Ams, meeting her friends. Goodbye to the MetroCosm :( 

Busy week...

Chat with mom, chat with Ouma. Orchestra fantastic. Feeling what it's like to be congratulated for something you really don't agree with. Is this what all the Shanes of the world feel like? Walk home after Sunday's rehearsal.

Softball dev squad with the gang, was going to be a great catch then birthday boy decided to take it and I end up with another injury! Got my team shirt, but I reckon I'm out after this season... Tuesday and Wednesday performances! The boy Isolier :) SJ on Tuesday, J from the office on Wednesday. Drive home and the deluge of thoughts. Wednesday off to finish R's painting.

Thursday Raiders match! Made a good catch, and a bad throw. Scored a point. S to support! Drinks afterwards with very friendly team friends.

Friday performance, Nan.

CIAO ROMA, ciao bella, ciao amigo...

Rome. Travel Chaos. World cup football. Wimbledon. Hitting a retrospective slump at not having seen any Italian art this weekend. Vatican queues were far too long, no Pieta. No camera anyway because I forgot my battery. Dropping Sue's fish on the floor, arriving at the airport 3 hours early, delayed on the tarmac for another hour, battery dwindling. Missing the entire epic men's Wimbledon final. London is cold in comparison to the 30 degrees of Rome. Train stuck at New Cross Gate for 15 minutes, arrive home and accidentally drag in two streaks of mud with my bag, then realise i've THROWN AWAY two of the gifts I bought. Awful storm cloud of luck follows me around well into Monday.

Monday evening greeted with roses at my front door, delivered by mother nature :) Champagne cork conversation with SP amidst a frank conversation with L and battle-texts with Esh. Snotting all over myself on the lawn on a beautiful, quiet evening, surrounded by my fairy lights and flowers.

I'm in love:



On the positive side: I spoke Italian and French. I know more French than I think. Rome was hot, and I have a slight tan. I saw the Colosseum. I have some great photos. Had epic pizza while watching the football with hundreds of good-looking italians in the square on a warm evening.

Brazil 7-1 crushing with the housemates and D's super lamb burgers.

Count Ory rehearsals going well! Wonderful evening surrounded by musicians, actors, the choir, stage directors and creatives. Discovering that opera is addictive. R's mom's angel painting started.

Quiet please. Play

Wimbledon! The Queue! Strawberries! Champagne! Rain! \0/ Blackheath rehearsal Sunday and the conductor saying I did ok! Oscar trial resumes. R and A in Clapham J for GBK and red! F's Fireman Sam birthday card :) Other paintings and planned paintings. Difficult conversations that actually bring relief. Packing for Rome! Conversations well past midnight. SA flights BOOKED!! Friday Colusseum! Peckham Rye multi-storey car park and the view over London.