‘Armitaged’ and dealing with it

They say it is good to expand your vocabulary. Well, I’ve just learned and dutifully applied a new adjective: ‘armitaged’. ūüôā

Couple of days after the end of the Crucible i still find myself wanting to head over to the Old Vic in the evening… so instead i headed into town for a bit of Schubert and poetry. He’s not normally my favourite composer, i like the more darker ironic style by Wolf and Schumann’s songs on Heine poems. But he fit right into the melancholy that seems to linger around this week and i think wallowing a bit in it is not soooo bad (for a little while anyway;-) ).

I love the piano in this one … (the wanderer to the moon)¬†

It’s strange i go about work and daily stuff and every now and then i bump into something or an image just flashes through my mind and i remember it all over again.

But hey, one image is never enough, so why don’t we indulge in a bit of a fest, courtesy of Glady (thanks very much for the collection!)

And there we go, all ‘armitaged’ again ūüôā

For today the dealing method has been music, so let’s slip into the night with one of Schubert’s that i really really like (The stars):