The Nutmeg of Consolidation

Earl Lloyd, basketball player. First black player in NBA.

ETA:  And I just saw that Leonard Nimoy had died.  Fine actor, indelible roles.

 Morrie Turner, cartoonist.

(I met him once; he was having a late-ish lunch at a local diner.  Gracious.)

 Maria Tallchief, ballerina.

There is Red Sauce. It smells wonderful, even without the late, lamented fresh oregano and thyme. There will shortly be linguine and then there will be dinner, the putting away, and the going to bed.

This being the first Friday of the month, I hied myself down to the general vicinity of Art Murmur. Oy. The vintage car people (who, it turns out, have been gathering there for 4 years) on Telegraph have beautiful posters advertising the event, and lots of people had wandered down there from further up Telegraph. Which is to say, it was crowded. I ran into black_pearl and his friend Sarah somewhere after the point where all I could say was "There are Too Many People!" over and over. Impassable sidewalks. Impassable streets; the bus had to be rerouted. I have seen and (with my phone) photographed a Tesla, but the lighting was suboptimal. There was also (next door, I think) a three-piece band; one drummer, one guitarist, one thereminist. And then I walked home.

Angelica Garnett, last living link to Bloomsbury.

You want RPF...the Bloomsbury set was RPF.  For real.

 Ronald Searle, cartoonist.

An appreciation, also from the BBC.  Because he did other things.

A somewhat condensed review of New York City Ballet's Ocean's Kingdom (music by Sir Paul McCartney).  (Subscribers can access the entire review.)

• Leonard Stern, TV writer/producer who also invented Mad Libs.
• Maqbool Fida Husain, painter.
• Jim Northrup, ballplayer.