Willow Weep for Me

Most annoying that the murk isn't really mist, just gloom.

I took Basil down to the Grand Union Canal this afternoon.  The lady in the red coat passed at just the right moment.

Home to cook two lamb shanks for dinner. I doubt they'll be ready before His Dark Materials begins.

But I am listening to a recording of Claudio Abbadio conducting the Berliner Philharmonic with the Swedish Radio Choir and Barbara Bonney and Bryn Terfel as soloists in Brahms' Deutsches Requiem. The recording dates from the 1990s so Terfel is  much younger than I think of him. His voice is mesmeric.

I so much enjoyed singing this piece when I could.

The Christmas cake has not, yet, been made. Len bought me some extra ingredients so I've added them to the dried fruit soaking in alcohol. The alcohol seems to be pretty much absorped.