The speed freak strikes again.
11:46 a.m.
The concert was interesting, all contemporary using electronic sounds and/or tape and/or electroacoustic feedback. After the reception in the lobby, we took the artists and our kids and two students out for a meal to our favourite Italian restaurant and I had a beautifully arranged appetizer consisting of warmed goat cheese on a crouton with sliced pears and hazlenuts and a little salad and something sweet that I couldn’t identify. It was quite nice.
Little Princess was off very early this morning on a joint religion/classics/fine arts trip to see a museum exhibit about Petra, and then ended up phoning home as the bus never arrived and she wanted a ride home, which I could not provide as I was still in my bathrobe. So she and her BF walked instead.
After our guests left, and Hubby went off to a rehearsal with his harpsichordist, I drove Buddy Boy to his band practice in C0atic00k, only to get a speeding ticket on my way home, just barely turning onto the main road from his friend’s street. It was a 50 km/h zone and I was zooming along at 82 km/h when I spotted the cop on the side of the road. Unfortunately, he spotted me first, and now I have a ticket for a rather hefty fine. Drat. It doesn’t say anywhere on the ticket about demerit points, so hopefully I didn’t manage to get any. The father of the friend at whose house the practice was actually asked me to stay for a cup of coffee, which I refused, citing the need to get home and do laundry, and now I’m thinking that if I had accepted, I would have missed that particular cop. Sigh.
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