The 2024“Messiah” concert has gone down-range; what a relief. Attendance was way down, probably because of the weather — snow, snow, and more snow for a week — but also because of weak marketing and stiff competition for concert-goers’ time and attention. I’m sure all this will be chewed over ad nauseam at the next choir board meeting, and I refuse even to think about it until then.

Incidentally, the choir sang really well.

The snow-heavy weather system has blown itself out, only to be replaced by several days of rain. I predict a fair few damp basements in Stratford this Christmas. Please, God, not mine!

The house is tidy if not particularly clean — cat hair is everywhere — and I continue to identify items that I don’t use and should re-home. Nevertheless, I believe I have just about hit the end of this phase of decluttering, having achieved about the correct balance of space versus stuff in this house — except for the boxes of photographs in the study closet, and the stacks of music CDs that I don’t listen to.

Oh, yeah — that’s what I had planned to deal with this winter.