3 July 2008 — In which Miss Melville is dumped

Some time ago — six months more or less really — having a surfeit of passion in my soul and a burning interest in a striking girl, I thought I would cast my rope and see the dominant part of the world. It was a wonderful six months, and had it been up to me, there would have been several more. Unfortunately it was not up to me, and the striking girl decided to seek her fortune in other arms and other coils.

As William Congreve wrote: Music has charms to soothe a savage breast. I would not say that my breast was savage, but it was in some amount of pain. So for this evenings soiree, I put together a collection of love songs; specifically about the other side of love.

It felt good (Mr James pronounced it “edgy!”) to play these songs. For let us not forget that Mr Congreve also wrote:

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned

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