A clear and bright morning this January 30, 2014. Grateful acceptance after such rough winter days, from Christmas onwards. And this evening, if it is not cloudy, I shall look out for the crescent new moon; the first of the year. Then a slice of cake, made by Jane. Ian has been looking forward to a piece. In addition we shall enjoy looking at photos of our Blond daughter, as presented in Idiot's Delight, a play directed by Albert Schultz.
Idiot's Delight, a play by Robert E. Sherwood and staged by SoulPepper. A quote from the Toronto Star:
“Poor lonely old soul. Sitting up in heaven with nothing to do but play solitaire. Poor dear God. Playing ‘Idiot’s Delight.’ The game that never means anything and never ends.”
The card game may be meaningless, but Idiot’s Delight the play has a great deal to teach us. It’s at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts until March. 1.
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