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‘Meet the Artist’

Posted by Susan Tomes on 26 January 2010 under Concerts, Daily Life  •  Leave a comment

There’s a little interview with me in the ‘Meet the Artist’ series on BBC Music Magazine’s website.  It focuses on the masterclass weekend I’m teaching in February. As is usually the way, the interviewer hasn’t chosen the bits of the interview I would have chosen myself, but perhaps it’s interesting anyhow.

Heard Melodies

Posted by Susan Tomes on 24 January 2010 under Daily Life, Musings  •  Leave a comment

Out of the Saturday Guardian fell a slim booklet about Keats, the first in a series about Romantic Poets. It fell open at Keats’ ‘Ode on a Grecian Urn’. My eye fell on the lines, ‘Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard//Are sweeter’ I read this line aloud to Bob. ‘Do you think that’s true?’ I […]

A friendly visitor

Posted by Susan Tomes on 21 January 2010 under Daily Life  •  Leave a comment

The winter weather has brought some unusual birds to our garden. A week or so ago we had a little flock of birds about the size of thrushes, but more colourful, with orangey plumage on their necks and chests. At around the same time the Guardian mentioned that its readers were reporting unusual bird sightings, […]

No journey to the north

Posted by Susan Tomes on 19 January 2010 under Concerts, Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Travel  •  Leave a comment

I’m supposed to be on a train to the north of England at the moment to perform with the trio at Cockermouth Music Society this evening. But last night our cellist, Richard, phoned to say that he had come down with the winter vomiting bug. There was no way he could travel for hours and […]

A flurry of eiderdown

Posted by Susan Tomes on 18 January 2010 under Daily Life, Musings  •  Leave a comment

The cygnets on the lake in our local park have almost grown up. We’ve been watching them for a whole year now, and have realised that the ‘Ugly Duckling’ legend is deeply inappropriate. These young swans never looked anything other than handsome and confident, even when they were the swan equivalent of teenagers, barging into […]