I want to go to a ballet this afternoon. The last efforts of the Gilbert Reed Ballet, except for a production of Peter and the Wolf that they are doing in May. Then that's the end of the company, because Gilbert Reed is retiring. Today's ballet is a combination of several ballets, original choreography by Reed, which is his strength. Somehow I feel the need to go see this. It's my last chance.
My stomach, though. I'm going to lie down again. What a day, what a day.