I had a phenomenally busy day at the historic building. Yesterday morning before opening time, a group of 72 primary school children turned up unannounced. We let them in in four groups, so there were four music workshops and four tours. I was tired before we even opened!
Around lunchtime I was called over to the reception desk. The man behind the counter couldn't understand the woman who had come in. That was hardly surprising; she was Russian with hardly any English. So my very broken Russian came to the rescue again. I managed to sort out a visit for her twenty students and three colleagues for that afternoon. The visit went really well, and the kids gave me a loud cheer when I spoke to them in Russian. The tour was conducted in a mixture of broken English and broken Russian, but we managed to make ourselves understood.
Then it was home to dinner. I had been looking forward to it, but didn't enjoy the meal one bit. I think it was because I was so tired. I had a thoroughly miserable evening watching a news channel. Bed at half past ten.
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