in search of perfection
After many long mornings in a ripped Sergio Bellini bathrobe, and late nights after truffles and Gigondas, fuelled by his insatiable desire for perfection, and comforted by the knowledge that the grumpy wiff was asleep upstairs, Julian has redone the ‘prints’ page in time for Christmas. Now perhaps we can relax...
Except that, fuelled by my insatiable desire for perfection I am making my own translation of thirty recitatives in Don Giovanni (there's a fair amount of blah blah, and lots of scelerato, mostro, indegno and sventura), getting our adoption pre dossier together and trying to finish the first draft of a novel - all with a cat on my lap.
Luckily friends are arriving in time to stop this madness.