|Dawn light, at 6.12am|
|The bonsai hibernates|
In the end, there is sufficiently awkward in-between-time to perhaps drop in briefly to check out the Bookfest...perhaps just the politics section. I've caught the bus into the city so I can't take too many home with me, can I. Can I? The crowd is not too bad and there is just enough time to look at the politics section and...yes, sucked in by the town crier fellow wandering around, a 1925 traveller's guide to Japan. It has some historical value.
|Books on Japan, at 6.12pm|
No concert tonight but there is the Bolshoi Ballet tomorrow, a Shostakovich work with which I'm not familiar, The Bright Spring...I'm looking forward to it, ballet is something I've come to later in life. I might try for an early night...for the novelty effect.