Archive for the ‘Musings’ Category

Silver linings

Posted by Susan Tomes on 11 January 2010 under Florestan Trio, Musings, Travel  •  1 Comment

Sometimes the old saying, ‘every cloud has a silver lining’, seems true. Today my trio was due to start making a record, at a studio in a rural location near the Welsh border. It’s a good four hours’ drive from my house at the best of times. We only agreed to go so far afield because Henry [...]

No more tweaking

Posted by Susan Tomes on 3 January 2010 under Books, Daily Life, Musings  •  3 Comments

I spent most of yesterday correcting the page-proofs of my new book and twitching with frustration. My electronic copy of the page-proofs is ‘read only’. I cannot type on it or make any alterations. Any mistakes have to be listed separately and sent to the publisher. It’s a process akin to listening to the ‘first [...]

A layer of icing

Posted by Susan Tomes on 21 December 2009 under Daily Life, Musings  •  Leave a comment

Richmond Park yesterday was full of children sliding happily on the icy paths. Not on the ponds, though – the ice is rarely thick enough to take a person’s weight. Everyone seemed to be chatting about the Eurostar trains which got stuck in the Channel Tunnel on Friday night and again on Saturday. Two thousand [...]

Voices raised (or lowered) in song

Posted by Susan Tomes on 19 December 2009 under Daily Life, Musings  •  Leave a comment

The other night I went along to join some friends who sing in a little choir. They had relaxed the membership rules for their last meeting of the year, a time for Christmas carols and mulled wine. Snow had fallen in London for the first time this winter, and it felt very Christmassy. I haven’t sung in [...]

The Birds

Posted by Susan Tomes on 16 December 2009 under Daily Life, Musings, Travel  •  Leave a comment

Visiting King’s College in Cambridge the other day, Bob and I were horrified to see that several of the lawns had been badly damaged (see photo). It looked as if hooligans had been let loose there, or as if a rugby scrum had taken place there during the night. What on earth had happened? We [...]