The last rehearsal last year of abjection then, with the thought of a Sichuan food frenzy with Dasniya at Peking Ente (or 太和饭殿 as it’s also known) afterwards distracting me, I managed nonetheless some usefulness. Possibly the ten minutes where I worked out what I was doing, which curiously has thrown the rest of the piece into doubt.
Back to rehearsing next week.