Soave sia il vento – Mozart

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Charles

 

We’re taking a break from Gambo this evening and posting some of the most ravishing and poignant farewell music ever written. This is on the prompting of one of our leading commenters, Gloria Mundi, who has always loved it best, and was prompted to scale the walls of the heavily defended GFG-Batesville Tower and deliver her request by means of a cleft stick having just heard David Attenborough choose it as one of his Desert Island Discs (because David is a serial fareweller on account of constantly setting off on close encounters with exotic brutes). You’ll be pleased to know that we offered Gloria a little sit-down and a nice cup of tea before ejecting her into the gathering dusk and the rush-hour traffic.

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  1. Charles

    You’ll find us between RBS and Barclays Simon. Please make an appointment first so that security can be briefed. We are presently conducting a security audit to determine why, in the course of her unauthorised entry, Gloria Mundi was not shot dead (or at least winged).

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