Wouldn’t you know it?
The HEMA school I was interested in either re-scheduled their Achille Marozzo classes to Tuesday nights, or I misread their schedule multiple times over the course of over a year chomping at the bit to take this course.
Either way my fiance and I didn’t get to go.
We went downtown instead. We stopped at a big record store over on Burnside where I bought a couple of things (a compilation album of short works by Ralph Vaughan-Williams and a box set of Hector Berlioz’ Grand Messe des Morts, which figures into the novel I’m working on, along with a record cleaning kit).
Then we went out for burritos and came home. I’m listening to that box set of the opera Aida I bought the other day right now. It sounds magnificent for a used album pressed in 1962 and left to languish in a thrift shop. Definitely an asset to my collection.