I miss going to the theatre. I miss the queue to get in and the huddle in the lobby. I miss hearing the debates as to which door people need to go through to get to their seats; mansplainers authoritatively declaring that they know their way around perfectly well—“thank you very much, Margery”—only to be turn… Read more »
Last week, I went to a rather large house not far from where I live. Upon arrival, I sat in the very grand hallway with several others. We were each waiting for our turn to go up the stairs into one of the very large bedrooms, which had been converted into a study come music room. Once inside, I performed thr… Read more »