Saffron Opera Group did it again with a superb concert performance fully on a par with their pre-Covid Wagner productions. How they do it with such limited rehearsal time and for so low a ticket price is a mystery. It wasn't perfect - what Wagner ever is? - but the wobbles were minor. The brass were a little uncertain in that very exposed opening to the overture, and Elizabeth interrupted her own big aria early in Act 3 with a coughing fit.
Here's the Hall before it all began and at the end:
Getting there involved a big diversion between Thaxted and Saffron Walden but I still got there in time to get a disabled parking slot right outside the main entrance. Getting back afterwards was a nightmare. In order to avoid that diversion I used - or tried to use - an alternative route through Bishop's Stortford. I got yet more diversions, roadworks, lights, queues for no apparent reason, mysteriously blocked exits, and just about everything. A trip that should have taken 45 minutes took all of two hours.
Not much problem with any of the aches and pains yesterday. Even the neck one didn't hit until I got out of the shower, and then only mildly. Now hoping I haven't hit the panic button too early and unnecessarily, but can't take chances were myeloma might be concerned.
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