Saturday, May 19:
Today I am indisposed and have to force myself to attend the concert. It turns out brilliantly; proceeds of £1,600 and a very animated audience, very un-English, we are told.
R. is crowned with a laurel wreath; there is a speech from the orchestra and unending cheers. We ate in a restaurant with our good friends the Dannreuthers. To bed early in the evening.