Wednesday, one more day before ANZAC Day.

 

I got up this morning, at about 5.45am, and listened to a recording of a composition that Robert had sent me. Well done! You can read my comments in the post just below this. Creating things is good for the soul. Playing at ANZAC Day is more like going to work. The main thing is to not crack lots of notes. Hence the Atomic Habit that I have been working on all month. You'll notice that my trumpet is green and black. If you didn't know, these are the colours of Wainuiomata. Enough about that.

Thanks, Peter, for warning me what I'd have to go through if I became a Roman Catholic Cardinal and had to be involved in electing the new pope.

He said, "Do you know why Richard of RBB would not like to be locked up in the Sistine Chapel with over a hundred other cardinals for days, weeks or even months? Here's a clue:"

Yep, count me out!

I have a practice with Daryl at some point today. So far I'm not needed for Grandad duty, but I expect to be back on duty tomorrow. I'll try to get some thoughtful practice done this morning. Of course, that will include my short but concentrated trumpet practice.

The sun has not risen yet, but it won't be far away. Time for me to get organised and get that washing machine on. I have already put the dishwasher through. My short hair means that I will not have to waste time trying to get my hair to stay in place. 

Ciao tutti.