On the seventh day, she rested

The sewing project is finished huzzah, and off to Italy at the weekend. When I get back the week after next, there needs to be a sight more sociability in my life. Particularly since I'm not doing the opera diploma course this year, hermit tendencies are creeping in.

Anybody want to see concert of Der Fliegende Hollander (sorry too knackered to find an umlaut) at the Barbican on Nov 27?

jfs's Flay and DeVille thingy is on the Monday that we get back. Quite fancy going, but fear that I haven't got anything suitable to wear, dahling.