It seems a little odd to be celebrating Scala Radio’s second birthday this evening online via Teams. I was grumpy partly because of the hopelessness of BT Openreach, partly because the internet has been so flakey today and partly because the precariousness of present working conditions was exposed to me. A coaching session very nearly…
Royal Philharmonic Orchestra responds to PM’s announcement about easing of restrictions
I went to bed first. At 11pm. I was really tired. Drained. Exhausted. It’s only Monday for crying out loud. I’ve had two days a relative peace and now one day of the working week and I’m ready to pull the duvet over my ears and ignore the rest of the week. These are weird…
I estimate I must have been snoring at 1.55am. I was awake at 2.00am. I’m now sat downstairs in the kitchen looking hopefully at a small mug of camomile tea in the hope that the contents combined with the process of writing will clear my head and ready myself (for the second time tonight) for…
It’s all going to shit. Like everyone said it would.
Music is not only a profession, but is a mission.
There’s joy to be derived from experiences shared in close proximity to others.