No pain no gain

Survived my chamber music last night – but I need to practise my scales and exercises.  As my teacher used to say in her wonderful middle-European accent, ‘If it does not hurt, it is not doing you good.’  Which brings me painfully to my efforts to write a sermon for Passion Sunday with all its messages of life from death and suffering.  And my still-fresh memory of St John Passion at the beginning of the week.  Concert again tonight but rather less traumatic, I expect.  Black Dyke Mills Band – I always regret not having learned to play a brass instrument.  Tenor Horn, I think, if I had a choice.

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  1. As a rather scrapey second violin, I used to wish I played in a brass band – and got the chance to teach myself the Baritone horn for a year. Great fun!

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