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    October 14 to 21 Cruise - Bermuda
  • theatre and Concerrts

    November 3rd. Saw the much acclaimed “The Nap” by Brian Bean. By coincidence, Christine and I watched the world snooker championship on the BBC while we were in London last May; the play is about an elaborate con pulled on the championships. Billed as a comedy, it has, in the cast, a transvestite Mrs. Malaprop. The actor/actress playing the part did not have the timing to make the most of the mis-pronounced humour. There was a very clever coordination between the real table on which the contestants played (one of whom was a real snooker champion) and the screen above  it showing the action. The con included a somewhat unconvincing fake execution which scuttled the comedy in my view.

    October 3. Attended a beautiful memorial to the late Robert Mann at the Manhattan School of Music. The highlight was  sandwiched  between Mozart and Faure – Robert Mann’s setting of The Swedish Match Girl. The story was narrated By his 96 -year-old widow, Lucy. The piano quartet included Nicholas Mann, Robert’s son.

     Ocober 8. Susan and went to the 92nd Street Y to see a pre-screening of the film “The Oath” followed by a question and answer period by the author/director and a well-known television personality. Susan was,  I think, impressed–it is an obvious Liberal political piece–I was put off by the gratuitous violence and expletive-heavy dialogue.

    October 9. Susan, Christine and I saw a most-marvelous production of Chekov’s “Uncle Vanya” at The Kaye Playhouse. The action was brilliantly played out by the actors in the pit of the theatre with the audience rising in tiers all around them.

    All the actors were superb, but Jay O. Sanders in the title role gave a commanding performance and the audience was spell-bound from beginning to end.


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On one of the brighter days last week, Christine and I took a walk in the park. We decided, for a change, to head north along the west side and, perhaps discover the Blockhouse which is tucked away in the north woods. In the 25 years or so that I have lived in the city, I had never found it! This time we were determined and asked directions of joggers; people who, usually, are well acquainted with the remoter bits of the park.

Following  a number of misleading  directions we came upon it. There was not much to see. It is the oldest fortification left over from the Revolutionary and 1812 wars and one was struck by the intimacy of conflict in those days–No death-dealing missiles swooping out of the sky from nowhere; your enemy was there in front of you within the boundaries of the future park. You glimpsed him through the gun-slits in the rectangular walls and, I imagine, had to shut out the thought that it was a fellow-countryman you were trying to kill?

18th century Blockhouse . . .


The one, and only, secure entrance to the fort . . .


This view from the Blockhouse would have would have astounded even the most prescient of revolutionaries!





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