Marina Piccinini

This virtuoso is amazing.

The UK premiere this evening of Aaron Jay Kernis' Flute Concerto (2015) at the Royal Festival Hall blew my mind.

I'd spent the afternoon knocking on doors and troubling Highbury residents with some facts about air pollution.

Appropriate really.

The programme notes tell us that,

"the movements are united... by their tendency to spiral out of control from calm beginnings".

BTW. She played it wearing a fabulous gold, shimmering frock.

LGBT History

The last time I met Stik was in the bookshop. He remembered my story about refusing to sell a nineteenth century flower book to a woman I believed would cut it up to make collages.

We met again tonight at the Hackney Museum to mark the beginning of LGBT History Month.

It was lovely. Met some cool, energetic and exciting young people.

(I was especially delighted by the one wearing real fur. In Hackney.)

They want something from me for the museum.  A wimple perhaps. Or a charge sheet. Or some heels. I don't know.

Anyway, I'm still not reconciled to the perception of me and mine as History, but I'm happy tonight to bask.

After all, tomorrow we all have to get up and make some more.