I have just come back home after spending an enchanting time at the Opera.
As you can notice I'm still wearing my evening dress.

Of course it’s not suitable for a lady of my age to go unaccompanied to the theatre and – even worse - to come back home on her own.
I’m very grateful to a few kind young gentlemen, old friends’ relatives, or my nephew Frimpong’s mates, who graciously offer to take care of me in my nowadays limited evenings out.

I have always had a liking for Opera, maybe because when I was much younger I counted a few composers among my closest friends.
But this is obviously another story....

The performance I was lucky enough to attend this evening was fully enjoyable.
“Carmen” is one of my favourite operas. Actually, it was inspired by my grandmother, Lucinda Consuelo Bear, who had Spanish ancestors and was a very close friend of Monsieur Mérimée.
Of course Lucinda Consuelo Bear knew Monsieur Bizet very well - "a deep romantic soul indeed", as she used to tell me, speaking of him...

I’m a bit tired now; I’m not young enough to stay up late at night, but I have the tradition of drinking glass of Champagne before going to sleep after a night at the Opera.
You’ll forgive me if I leave you now, but I’ll drink a toast to all of you.
Cheerio!