The Ferryman, as I noted in a Facebook post, was an impeccably acted play.  Every person on the stage was believable and well cast.  Sadly, it was a tale of The Troubles, so often told and so often heard that its denouement was, for me a point of disappointment rather than anything else.  Still, I look back on the afternoon as an experience of great acting craft.
A random conversation at the local Caffe Nero.  Young male “stud-ent” helping a female Chinese classmate by explaining random (to my hearing) bits of history and economics.  The only problem was that he was picking theories that might be discussed in a senior level class, not established history or fact.  I really hope the young woman didn’t have any exams coming up that she was going to use that information on.
Another random vignette.  This from the news.  People in London who have their root in the island of Domenica are running their own relief effort   From house to house they are collecting needed good, storing them in homes, moving from home to home as the homes fill.  One hears no negativity from the government nor the opposition.
So, the Oneonta Alumni visits continue.  I met a fairly recent grad who came to the UK and met a fellow from Belfast.  We met at a lovely café in Covent Garden  The great thing about alumni meetings is that no matter how many years separate our time at the school, there is a bond.  We had a lovely brunch and a great chat.  Jill and her husband are great fun.  And that was just part one.  I also got to meet with a classmate!  Madeline and I both graduated in 1975.  She and her husband Bill have lived in London for many years.  They invited me to join them for dinner at the Royal Auto Club on Pall Mall.Here we ae with  the Alfa Romeo the RAC had on display.  It was fun to reminisce about our days on

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