This afternoon 'I are been mostly' sorting out notation for next week. Given that excess baggage charges are becoming an occupational hazard, part of today's job was scanning and printing from volumes that I only need for one piece. So all the notation for three concerts fits in one folder, rather than a folder and a pile of heavy books. 

An observation from yesterday's lunch, about people who talk loudly in restaurants: the amount of noise they make is generally directly proportional to the amount of talking they do about themselves, and inversely proportional to how interesting their lives are. Thanks to our wonderful waitress at The Sisters who took pity and moved us to a secluded corner, which magically provided complete acoustic isolation from Mr Tedious.

I started organising the cello samples last night, and to my great surprise the more I organised them the less interesting they got. If they were scattered randomly across the keyboard, then it was a real adventure to play and to listen to. Organised into pitched and non-pitched, creaks and bangs and scratches or whatever, it just sounded a bit dull.  Hmm.