not actually in couze

Am actually back in the US of A, just in time for the election last week (argh, the nutcase Rand Paul, who seems to think there's no drug problem in Eastern Kentucky, among other things, won, and Andy Barr refuses to acknowledge that he lost...he's a nice kid I've known most of his life, but his main claim to fame is that he's old family Lexington, with LOTS of coal money backing him).

Went to Germany and spent a lovely week in Marburg with Evelyn, Olaf and Johannes Korn. Great time, unfortunately, though, they live on the third floor (2nd if you're in Europe), up LOTS of stairs. Lovely small town though. Has all the necessities of life: good food, a castle, a cathedral, other old churches, too, interesting shops...

Am back in Kentucky, and at least summer's over and it's fall and Brenda Curtz is back in town (I've missed them). I'm trying to catch up. Also joined (again) the YMCA and enlisted a personal trainer, who will in the long run cost less than the PT for my knees. Also, I like her, and she's in Paris, so I don't have to drive to Lexington.

We moved most of my office stuff down to the den, so I don't have to do the stairs to get to it. This should ultimately be an enormous improvement and (I hope) I'll manage to get stuff actually sorted out. Also moved my ancient sewing machine downstairs, to the dressing room (the one with the wardrobes), so I won't have to go upstairs to use it.

One of the guys from the choir died last week, and I'm about to go to the memorial service. Josh Williams. He was 28: I've known him most of his life; Sarah and Martin have known him most of their lives; he was one of the guys Martin goes out with after rehearsals on Wednesday. It's baaaad, and we are all sort of shattered. Bruce Neswick and Jeffrey Smith, both former organists and choirmasters, have both come in to town for the service.

Gotta run. And, of course, drive to Lexington (again).

Cheers, Lillie