Soooo.... the Docklands Festival was a bit of a washout.
It rained, then it rained some more, and more.
I wasn't too badly off, as I had a jacket with a hood (for once!), but poor Hubby had nothing for his head. We nipped into a little coffee place for a short while, in the hope that the rain would stop, but eventually we gave up and headed home.
Not before I got this picture for you! It's called the "Jeanie Johnson" and is a reconstruction of that famous Famine Ship.
What do you think of Jeanie? I think she's flaunting it a bit! We didn't go on board, because in spite of the rain, there was a huge queue.
Other news- I did my Grade 6 French Horn exam today. Why is it that, no matter how much I tell myself that it doesn't matter, that nothing rides on the result, I still get incredibly nervous the minute I go in the door? I've put in many hours on practice, yet I couldn't play the C scale.
The exam was supposed to be at 11.50, so by 11.40 I had warmed up and was all ready, except to nip to the toilet. But then I was called, about 10 minutes early. In that split second, I couldn't get up the courage to say "sorry but I've to go to the toilet first, my exam is not scheduled till 11.50" , so I went ahead in.
When I couldn't play the scales, I was disappointed, felt so let down. It must have looked as though I hadn't worked at all, and I hate that. It's not so much the result, as knowing that I didn't do myself or my teacher justice for all the work we've put in. I just wish I was not so easily thrown off course.
I've tried Rescue Remedy, essential oils, yoga, mind-over-matter...if anyone knows of anything else, please do tell. There is some trick about imagining the examiner naked, so if nobody has any better ideas, I might try that next time..if there is a next time!