I went, but I didn't like being there by myself. The music echoed too much. So I came home before the crowd. But it was nice, for a little while. I haven't been to a live performance in a long time. Thank you for the ticket.
Not even you can make me read Wuthering Heights again. Once was quite bad enough. If you've got it in this stack I'll probably find it in time, and then you'll get two books instead of one, because I'm only reading one at a time, and definitely not that one.
[Something crossed out here, but the word 'roses' is visible.] The herbs are doing well. Kat misses chasing the squirrel. Maybe I will send her down for a visit.
Wish you had not gone.
P.S. Do not send squirrel up here, it will escape out of the windows.