After London

When I arrived back in Brittany I could barely see the house, the grass had grown so high. I spent three or four days working in the garden and forgetting to go to my Breton Dance class and also the Bal in my local Salle de Fete. I did manage to catch the last day of the four day Clarinet Festival. The music was really of the wall, very avant garde. I was amazed to hear and see a 50 strong clarinet choir of children,teenagers and adults playing this stuff; all reading music. I regret not going to look at the score. I would love to know how it was written.
I saw a violin with a kind of bell attached to it. Phil said it was a violophone. I didn't know that they used to be quite popular. We were lucky with the weather as it simply 'issed down all the way home.
Yesterday was the writing group which I set up in Jan. I decided after the last meeting that it was no longer for me. I have been in many writing groups over the last 20 odd years but always women's groups. I thought perhaps I had changed enough to cope with a mixed group but have decided that women and men write generally for fundamentally different reasons. Anyway I felt that I could not read any of my auto-biography in a mixed group. It would be hard enough in an all women's group.
Now that I am back on line. I want to set up a website. My next task is to find someone who knows how to do it. There was an ad in Writers' Forum from someone who sets up sites specifically for writers. I may contact the young woman who lives in Collinee.,