Way back in 1994 during the height of my madness I was sent for 4 months to a specialist unit in London for intensive in-patient treatment. Leading that so called treatment was the eminent psychiatrist Bernie Rosen. A vain, clever, and arrogant man what stood out was his belief that he was always right and only he knew the way forward. If a patient chose to leave against his wishes he would ensure they didn't get treatment anywhere else. As a result I quickly christened the unit the Hotel California after the iconic Eagles song. "You can check out any time you like but you can never leave". Well I did leave and proved him wrong.
I do like the Eagles although I have never seen them perform. Not listened for a while either but last night as I drank pink champagne in a London hotel I thought back to song. "Pink champagne on ice, we are just prisoners here of our own device". I rarely drink champagne for 2 reasons: it gives me heartburn; and I can't afford it. Yet seeing old and wealthy friends from long ago was a lot of fun.
Back to the reality of a quiet Sunday now. I have listened to Don Giovanni and am now listening to Mozart arias. All very pleasant. Later I will roast a small joint of gammon and drink the rioja given me by one of my departing students. So quickly the hours will tick by until yet another Monday comes round. But the countdown is on, only 4 more weeks of work before a long and well deserved rest.
I'm anticipating the proofs of "Charon's Ferry" next week. If I were to estimate I should have the first copy in 2 weeks. Then we must party!
I Heard a Voice.
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