Saturday was ridiculously beautiful, and also ridiculously busy. It concentrated almost all the busyness for the month of January into one day. I went to a Cursillo training day in the morning (I’m not on the staff this time; I was just showing up to show support) and a party in the afternoon, and in between I practised two duets and made a chilli.
It was also really quite cold. This beautiful hazy morning sharpened and brightened, and the grass was hard and lumpy underfoot, and while we were singing and playing and dancing the fog rolled in and when we left we couldn’t see further than about twenty feet.
And it turns out that what I really needed in order to feel satisfied that winter has happened properly was a) a cold snap; and b) an exuberant party. Which this was. I sang Rossini (sure, it was the Cats’ Duet, but it’s not easy) and danced a Horse’s Brawl. It was great. I went back to work today (from the dining table) and it felt entirely appropriate. The festive season is concluded in style and I am now happy to get on with the rest of the year.
Kathleen Jowitt 