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May. 24th, 2008 09:49 pmYesterday, I was reading a little book of tips for Eco Gardening. Most of them are to do with your lawn, sadly. But one of them was about if you have problems with rabbits or deer. I can't begin to explain how unlikely it is that I will have a problem with rabbits or deer. I would be very suprised if I came out one morning and found a stag nibbling at my pot plants, and I had to shoo it away until it leapt the fence and cantered off down Derby Road.
The plants are still alive, by the way. The Busy Lizzies are flowering, the Dahlias not quite so much, although one looks like it might. I decided recently to compensate for the fact that I probably wasn't watering them enough or often enough by soaking the soil with as much water as it could handle a few nights ago, then again last night, so they'll probably drown soon, but hey ho. At the moment they're doing alright.
Last night I also went to see a Beijing Opera called Monkey King. It was a bit great. There were two girls from China doing violin music (and other instruments) with some backing musicians, and they were dressed in what you might expect as being traditional Chinese dresses, except bright blue and pink, and covered in bits. Bits on their arms. Bits on their hips. Giant fabric flowers in their hair. And silver trousers under it, and shoes that pointed up at the front with tassels. And what mainly happened was that they played music and sang, to accompany a story being told on the screen behind them. Except that the storytelling wasn't at all what you might expect. It was about the Monkey King, and first it was about him falling from heaven, and then becoming the Monkey King by proving how brave he was, and then it was something like how he wanted more power so was going to train in martial arts under a master, and they played a bit of music to a training-under-a-martial-arts-master montage, and then HE HAD LEARNED MARTIAL ARTS, and he spent a little while showing off his transformations to music. And then he was afraid of dying, so he decided to find the elixir of life, and there was some music, and then HE FOUND THE ELIXIR OF LIFE. They were TOO GOOD for conflict. It was a bit great. Also I learned that Buddha will kick your ass. Important to know. But the girls were really good, and occasionally just played their instruments at each other, and I would totally have bought a CD if I'd had the money.
Today I spent picking up (finally) my necklace from the gallery, and it is as pretty as I remembered, and wandering around town. And I watched the Comedy Map of Britain, which included no female comedians, and in fact skipped over Caroline Quentin in order to do someone else. Which was a bit odd.
The plants are still alive, by the way. The Busy Lizzies are flowering, the Dahlias not quite so much, although one looks like it might. I decided recently to compensate for the fact that I probably wasn't watering them enough or often enough by soaking the soil with as much water as it could handle a few nights ago, then again last night, so they'll probably drown soon, but hey ho. At the moment they're doing alright.
Last night I also went to see a Beijing Opera called Monkey King. It was a bit great. There were two girls from China doing violin music (and other instruments) with some backing musicians, and they were dressed in what you might expect as being traditional Chinese dresses, except bright blue and pink, and covered in bits. Bits on their arms. Bits on their hips. Giant fabric flowers in their hair. And silver trousers under it, and shoes that pointed up at the front with tassels. And what mainly happened was that they played music and sang, to accompany a story being told on the screen behind them. Except that the storytelling wasn't at all what you might expect. It was about the Monkey King, and first it was about him falling from heaven, and then becoming the Monkey King by proving how brave he was, and then it was something like how he wanted more power so was going to train in martial arts under a master, and they played a bit of music to a training-under-a-martial-arts-master montage, and then HE HAD LEARNED MARTIAL ARTS, and he spent a little while showing off his transformations to music. And then he was afraid of dying, so he decided to find the elixir of life, and there was some music, and then HE FOUND THE ELIXIR OF LIFE. They were TOO GOOD for conflict. It was a bit great. Also I learned that Buddha will kick your ass. Important to know. But the girls were really good, and occasionally just played their instruments at each other, and I would totally have bought a CD if I'd had the money.
Today I spent picking up (finally) my necklace from the gallery, and it is as pretty as I remembered, and wandering around town. And I watched the Comedy Map of Britain, which included no female comedians, and in fact skipped over Caroline Quentin in order to do someone else. Which was a bit odd.
