I went tonight to see
Don Giovanni, put on by Opera Lyra at the National Arts Centre. Enjoyed it very much. My favourite of the singer was Taras Kulish, who played Leporello. The set was fun, too: a kind of bronze Italian Baroque that sometimes looked Victorian and sometimes even Edwardian, without breaking the mood. Nicely staged, nicely sexy - and my favourite bit was the statue.
Why do I so enjoy the protagonist's shamelessness?
I'd come home for supper, and then walked to the NAC in the rain. It had been dry when I came home from work, but raining fairly hard at 7:30 p.m., and it took until the Intermission for my clothes to dry. (My gloves never did.) Walking home, it was only a light drizzle, and the city was nicely quiet - until I came across little Pekingese being walked on Queen Elizabeth Drive, who wanted to bark at me. Reminded me of Mr. Muggles.