I've been a bit quiet, but I decided it was time to get back to the diary. Last weekend was Potsdam with Modo Antiquo, and I found myself singing my role and someone else´s after she retired with laryngitis. Only a little stressful as they're all such old friends, and I know the festival too, so it was a lovely time. Lots of long breakfasts with my old mate Paul and some gorgeous walks in the Sanssouci park.
Now I'm back in Berlin for round 2 of King Arthur. Staying in a wee place in Prenzlauerberg. It´s all good, but of course I worry about the kids, especially as everyone at home seems to have a dire stomach bug. Both Petra and Mum are not well and I`m not sure John's on top form either so that's not great.
I'm in the usual quandary over how much work to take on next year. Remembering how tiring last year was, and the guilt of leaving the kids. It's not an easy decision. I do have to carry on though as we do need the dosh!
We had a heavenly time in Wales at half term and I can't wait for the next bout. And it's so soon!
xxx
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