I am afraid it is another of those awesome days which, despite wanting to, I cant tell you too much about what we are up to. Too many games would be given away. Needless to say, it involves the paraorchestra, currently rehearsing in a north London church, and the melodies coming through my ears are magnificent.

It’s strange: by rights I should probably be at home. After all, what boyfriiend follows his fianc to work? I should be at home getting on with my thesis? And yet, how could I turn down the opportunity to be privy to this? How can I stay home while lyn is away making the most sublime music with a group of such amazing musicians? I just can’t; and so here I sit, in the corner of this drafty church, the book I brought to read unread, listening to music, history and beauty being created before me.