Brodsky Quartet

Our residency at the RSAMD is really beginning to take shape now. We just had our most successful trip to date. The students there are starting to understand and love this chamber-music lark. Also managed to fill the hall with Prok 2/Bart 6 on Friday lunchtime which was most heartening. Wed night some of us hit the Wee Curry House (not for the first time!!) hmmmm... excellent. It was -7degrees and snowing so I simply had to have the chilli, coriander, ginger King Prawn dish. Isn't life a ... Next night Me and J went to the cinema and saw The Road. Bloomin' 'eck! Brilliant film but not if you have kids a few hundred miles away. Extremely harrowing. The entire packet of Revels went very quickly.

After our lunchtime on Fri we had a very scary encounter with a somewhat deranged and horribly aggressive taxi-driver but still managed to make the 2.30 train to Kendal where we played that night (Courtney Pine and co were in the next hall/dressing room) at the Brewery Arts Centre. Lovely little place actually and good crowd. We were halfway through the second piece when Jacky's stand began to slowly tilt forward eventually causing her music to fall to the floor. We kept playing for a short time but when it was obvious that no-one from the audience was about to get involved we stopped and Daniel rectified the situation. I suggested to the audience that this had been a clear case of 'brewer's droop' ..... not sure how well that went down but i'm afraid I found it irresistible.

Had a fun Thai meal; then whilst waiting for the cab, bumped into some rather worse-for-wear local lads and lasses clutching bottles of rose. They were complaining that there was nothing for them to do but drink and that because of their appearance everyone was on their case. We suggested that they looked perfectly normal and should have spent at least part of their evening down at a different brewery listening to Beethoven and stuff ...... not sure there'll be much change next Friday though. Nice kids .

Like an idiot I managed to catch the end of Jaws2, Fish Called Wanda and White Mischief before collapsing at some unearthly hour. Got the first train home and found ourselves next to two trainspotters on their way to Royston. They had this extraordinary file full of mind-boggling diagrams of the national grid etc. At one point they nearly knocked each other out in a desperate attempt to be the first to see a particular signal-box that we were about to pass...... Now I love trains and all but ..... mind you, if they were to attend one of our rehearsals they might well think the same of me (just different anoraks really!!).