It's an interesting time for me. My usual routine for the coming Saturday has been changed, because I'm playing on the other side of the county. I don't mind one bit, as I've been given time to adjust. I'm quite looking forward to it now.
Last Sunday something unusual happened while I was harpsichording. A party of German tourists came in and asked me about the music I was playing, saying that they didn't speak much English. I was more than able to tell them about it in German. Then I played some Handel, as requested. What I didn't realise at the time was that they had commented to the person who runs the building, on both my German and my Music. I found that out on Wednesday. That was really kind of them, but I have no illusions. I know exactly the state of both my playing and my German. Neither is as bad as I say it is, or as good as I would like it to be.
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