Woke around 0800. Email from Rebecca next door giving my draft email to their landlord a thumbs up. Tea. Porridge. Tried sending my email to the contact we had for the landlord, but it bounced back! Aki went off to tai chi. I printed off some English jigs that I'd been sent ahead of folk band rehearsal on Thursday...unfortunately, only three tunes included the chords, so I don't think I'll last long!
But had a go at them, playing along to some YouTube links. Put some lunch together when she got back. Sat about doing not very much, feeling very down about the roof shenanigans...the more I think about it, the more I reckon Sush is right and RoofPro are mistaken about his doing repair work at the junction along the party wall line, for which they stated that the warranty had been invalidated. I'm going to have to go next door and proffer an apology, I think. We headed for Hackney Wick for early evening food at Lucia's Taco Bar, ahead of attending the opening night of the newly re-built Yard Theatre. Had tickets to see "Philosophy of The World", a high-octane, mad-cap look at 60's all-girl group, The Shaggs...basically three sisters, taken out of school by their domineering father, having been told in a palm reading when he was a kid that his daughters would be in a famous pop group. They had no musical skills whatever, didn't even know that guitars had to be tuned, and little sense of timing, but dad forced them to write and rehearse for hours on end each day...they produced one album, the gloriously dreadful "Philosophy of The World", got heard by Frank Zappa, and became a cult phenomenon!!! That said...the songs are awful! Quite impressed with the new Yard Theatre venue...it's basically a big and rather charmless shed, but the seating in the auditorium is on a good rake. The show was a bit of a disappointment...got off to a quirky and amusing start, with some very creative audience participation, but the end section descended into feminist agit-prop...understandable, given the subject matter, but delivered in a frustratingly indecipherable manner. Headed back to Holloway...found ourselves wandering past The Upper Place, so headed inside to join a sea of Spain supporters to watch the second half of the Spain v France semi-final...they were in high spirits after coming out 2-0 winners!






