The Opera – My first visit

Thought I’d re-blog something different for a change, naturally I never got around to finishing whatever it was I was going to write, if you get the drift.


My first opera was an obscure, for want of a better word, opera written by Nikolai Rimsky- Korsakov at Sadlers Wells in London back in 1948-49. The only part of the opera that I can recall is the “Dance of the tumblers” probably because it seemed so fast and furious. Too the only music I recall is the music for this dance.

I went with Uncle Charlie, he wasn’t really my uncle but he was my dads best friend and back then children weren’t so familiar with grown ups like todays children. Well here in Australia at least; There are times when my children call me dad, but those times are few and far between, no nephew niece from the extended family call me anything other than my given name; and that’s how it should be I think. I like that.

Anyway back to Uncle Charlie, he was an industrial…

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5 thoughts on “The Opera – My first visit

  1. Ah, you are learning to use time/old posts wisely HAHA! (Ok I will hop over and read)

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    1. Or just too damned lazy to think phil 😈

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  2. I enjoyed the read very much Brian. Harewood House is very close to me about a ten to fifteen minute drive or thereabouts. I love the house and grounds and have visited many times. A couple of years ago, eldest daughter Victoria and I began a tradition of always visiting ‘Harewood at Christmas’. Family photographs are everywhere and are often accompanied with facts and snippets of history. 🙂

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    1. Lucky you, although I must admit that these houses do kind of fill me with disgust when I think of how they got built

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  3. ‘Twas a good read!
    HUGS!!! 🙂


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