Parlour Song, Almeida Theatre

Text of the day: “Yet everything that touches us, me and you,/ takes us together like a violin’s bow,/ which draws one voice out of two separate strings.”

As one year ends and another begins, Pirate Dog curls up in his basket, and ignores my attempts to get him to help me to review the highs and lows of the past year.

Pirate Dog has a good ear for pop music, but there’s no evidence, as far as I can see, that he understands any of the words.

Quote of the day: “So we went into rehearsal with Jerusalem not completed, which is, by the way, my dream state to enter any rehearsal.”