I'm going to Stratford today, first of the new season. I go early to plant the geraniums on my husband's grave. Yesterday would have been our 64th wedding anniversary. He would never have lived that long. I'm surprised I have.
As You Like It today. I saw it in January in London at the National Theatre and I've lost count of how many times I have seen it. Anyway, a tiny review tomorrow.
Life goes on. And on.
Anon.