A few years ago I met with the historian Louise Yeoman to talk about what she'd found about the Dublin premiere. The link was the Scottish musician Charles Maclean, whose wild semi-classical versions of Scottish tunes I have on my website (his variations on "Johnny Cope" have gone into Cape Breton tradition). Maclean left Scotland in his 20s, became a tutor to the royal family and one of London's leading organists. And shagged his way through the London opera houses on his way up. He was having an affair with Handel's lead soprano (who was married to someone else) at the time of the premiere, and went to Dublin to perform with her on his organ. Yeoman had found some outrageously salacious historical sidelights; she was going to make it into a radio documentary, but, the story would have made a terrific bodice-ripping biopic in the Ken Russell manner.