March
A very cold month. As a result of the breakdown of the horsebox (it needed a new
starter motor) and one or two icy weekends, Juliet and Clyde only competed once
in the month. But Clyde again did his stuff,
coming back with two first places for Combined Training – that’s dressage plus
show jumping at two different heights.
On the academic front, it
is Jay’s AS year, and the process of university applications is starting. We have had seminars on this at her school,
mainly on the Oxbridge system, which requires a separate application, and we
are also trying to select two or three other universities for visits.
At the end of the month
it was Teresa’s birthday, and Helen visited for the occasion. We had a birthday meal at home this year,
having visited the local Marks and Spencer first to choose our own delicacies.
We also tried to celebrate with a visit to the Roses
Theatre, Tewkesbury, to hear The Feast of Fiddles. Roger heard them a few years ago, and has
greatly enjoyed their CD since. On this
occasion we booked early, and on-line – paying a premium for the privilege –
only to find, on arriving at the theatre, that we had been given seats A1 and
A2. ‘Best seats in the house’, said the
usherette, but we began to have our doubts when we saw a huge array of
loudspeakers a few feet in front of us, and had to twist our necks awkwardly to
see up to the stage. Even so we were
not quite prepared for the assault on our eardrums from the speakers which all
appeared to be connected to the folk-rock accompanying band – especially the
percussion. The theatre was full so we
couldn’t move to other seats, so we had to leave at the interval when Teresa’s
ear was really starting to hurt.
Teresa e-mailed to
complain, and not only did we receive some sympathetic comments from both the
theatre and the band, but also a personal letter from the band leader (and
manager), enclosing CDs of their two previous concerts, one of which, of
course, we had seen live at the time. A
gracious and enjoyable recompense for our spoiled evening.