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At the end of the summer, I paid a visit to Viktor Wynd's home to hear about the plans for his Little Shop of Horrors. Work was underway on the Mare street property that had been secured for the latest Last Tuesday Society project; stocking everything from taxidermy to antique surgical equipment it is the antidote to IKEA, the antithesis of the bland, beige interiors we've become used to.
The list of supernatural operas – ‘The Flying Duchtman’, ‘Der Vamypyre’ ‘Der Freischutz’ and ‘Bluebeard’s Castle’ - make the Saw movies look about as exciting as slipping into a coma.
October tips bought to you via Paris, where its terribly un-Paris like to be on time to anything….
It was the launch of the ENO’s Opera season last Thursday. People settled themselves into their boxes, all extended neck and self-importance, honking and espying like the wintering geese returning to the bald fields of my home village. (It’s autumn. Everything takes a turn for the wistful.)
Yesterday I took a 'walk' in a cornfield. This is the life, I thought, as the fresh air swirled about my cheeks. Every night I collapse into my tent and listen to the trees rustle. Fortified by cider and the nightly fireside singsong I pass into deep, dark sleep.
The road, I am learning, is a school all of its own. It brings adventures, it injects a new psychology. I came on this tour partly to see England and praise the lord I’m getting a truckload of Albion. I’ve seen motorways and grassy hedges, picture post card villages, cottages under sleepy thatch, been growled at by provincial landlords and even attended bonkers church services.
