People have asked when I would post some performances… Here you are! This is a live performance of Gabriel’s Oboe played by me, on cello, Ian East, sax, and the Addison Jazz Choir, led by Jill Jarman. It was recorded in a concert. The piece was composed by Ennio Morriconie and was the theme of the film The Mission. I came across this recording and was pleased to have permission to post it.
I think there is a sense that all musicians wait until something is completely perfect to post or share it… that brings in a lot of fear and also would kind of stop most people sharing most things they play. I decided to posted this, and will work to record more things in the future and post them too.
I am going to indulge in my thoughts. (3 min read) For a second day I have woken up early, before the birds, and before the light, because my head is full of so many different things. I cannot express how turbulent the past few days have been, and enlightening. I think. When I first made my website I put the few words to describe myself in the corner – and I did the same some years back when I joined twitter – a few words to explain. What about the essence?
Essence can be so lovely – like the taste of the first English strawberry of the season, picked from the garden. I say English not to be patriotic, but because these Elsanta strawberries are different Read more
I can’t sleep. I always sleep. I love people deeply and I believe in humanity, but this troubles me.
These are thoughts on love, from a me as a person- not a straight person, not a married person, not a woman, but from me as a person. Yes, all of those ‘labels’ contribute to form my identity and are a part of who I am, but they don’t define this discussion.
It’s story time. How I fell in love. People often ask ‘how did you meet your husband?’ and I love to tell the story, and yes, it is relevant. Read more
I’ve been wondering what to write about for a while now, and this isn’t a fancy post, but I feel the need to add some kindness today.
Saturday, driving home from spending the day at the university doing the department open day talks, there was a young mum carrying two small children (one on each hip) who was walking by the side of the road, alongside a farmer’s field. There was no pavement or sidewalk and the children were wiggly. I initially drove by and thought, oh that’s tough. I remember carrying two smalls… I turned around and drove back to her, rolled down the window, and asked if she needed help and if she had far to go. (the two small children were both walking now and that wasn’t a good thing on a busy back road.) She said they were just going to the next drive at the end of the field, but was so pleased that I had asked/offered to help her.
It took seconds of my time and nearly no effort.
There is still room for kindness and trust in people in our world.