Ravel at the piano...

It's a sunny glorious afternoon as I type this with Easter Cards arriving before said bunny arrives later on in the week but apart from setting up the new portable radio something else arrived to keep my mind of the crazy world we're living in.

There are whole sets of the orchestral works of the French composer, Ravel, but not a complete set of his solo piano works including a couple of compositions first discovered in the 1970's but last week a really complete set came out on the Essex, U.K. label Chandos.

This is really well performed on a Yamaha piano with a specialist team to keep it in perfect tune in what is a two cd set priced as a single full price set with excellent high resolution digital recording although the disc is in regular cd format (and also available on HD Download).

Given my soft spot for solo piano works this is very much appreciated.

kk

Plushies at lunch time

After last weekends activity and some follow up stuff like sorting the Outbound ticket for Easter's get together we're taking things a bit steadily and resting the paw after mentioning it to one person this week and combing my dollies hair a bit as they soon get tangled (and that's not as good as the movie!).

One great thing about small plushies is you can indulge your inner little girl side with cuteness without taking up loads of space and the other is they fit well between the sheets when you need something to hug at night.

People have been talking a bit this week about school dinners (din-dins to me) which varied a fair bit as at school one, they were brought part cooked and reheated so fleshy things like fish tended to be a bit dry and we carried them to a table in a community centre.

School number was a lot better as we had somewhere to sit in school, cleared tables and generally one or two of us would be given the food in order and then serve the children on tables first on real plates. I liked the fish cakes and semolina pudding and jam.

School three was similar except you ate at tables in a hall and there exceptions for diabetics and certain religious customs  and was first place I encountered Manchester Tart.

I still have cravings for school dinners.