Beautiful Birthdays and Accurate Interpretations

Well, the birthday boy has been out and about all around the world again, trying to ensure he spends at least a few moments at each of the parties being held in his honour.  He has already...

...eaten more than enough chocolate than is good for him, though he is quite happy at present, clambering around under the lower branches of my Adelaidean peach tree, dribbling juice all over his best ruffled shirt and sounding like Papageno with a padlock on his mouth.

Mr Mozart often likes to be here in Adelaide for his birthday, though he also pops into Mr Twitter's ethereal coffee house from time to time.  You may like to catch up with him there today at the #MozartChat table.


Something about Mr Mozart's birthday last year

The cake I made last year

Another Mozarty Party last year

The party celebrations last year were extended

Something about the birthday arrangements for this year


Mr Mozart is very fond of accurate interpretations for his birthday, and at any time of the year.  Such interpretations are usually tasteful, and sometimes even more delicious than the peaches from my tree.  And Mr Mozart always trusts my own opinions and interpretations, at least as far as refreshments and governments are concerned.

If you feel you cannot trust the persons who supervise your behaviour, Mr Mozart is always happy to offer some assistance to you.  He knows the difference between hierarchies and harmonies, supervision and exposition, and a sandwich and a sonata.  I also do my best to make such distinctions, as perhaps you do yourself:


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You may wish at times that quite a few persons in the media, politics, bureaucracies, academic institutions and the business world would have padlocked mouths more often, to give you a chance to have a prominently influential say, whatever your first language and geographic origins may be.  You may also wish there were a few more persons in whom you could more readily trust than the motley assortment currently in charge of a large chunk of your life.  Have any of those persons offered you any chunks of fair trade chocolate recently, or anything else as palatable?

Now do excuse me.  I need to find 256 candles for the magnificent peach and cream cake I have made.  Perhaps Mr Mozart will share some of his birthday cake and a few extra peaches with you after he has been for a swim at one of my local beaches.