In honour of my brother who is returning to London town and the chilliness that never fades, I have choreographed an interpretive dance incorporating songs from The Beatles, Pink Floyd, and Motorhead, with a fusion of folk, belly, and liturgical dance. It's a shame you can't see it. It really is.
In other news, I am very much enjoying the pears at this time of year. Pears, and tights. Oh how I LOVE Autumn!