Music and the savage beast

Off to Balquhidder [where?] for a spot of chamber music – part of my gradual reawakening in that department. Another sign too of my vastly improved work/life balance since moving to Scotland.  It was great – Elgar’s Serenade for Strings, a Bach Brandenburg Concerto and some other bits and pieces.  I’m so out of practice these days – Mrs Vanacek would speak to me most sternly in her middle-European tones.  But I allow myself to be tugged along in the slipstream.  She used to say to me, ‘You are like person who plays violin in phone box’  Interesting then as I drove the 37 miles back towards Perth to find the two cars in front of me stopped at a fairly dangerous corner.  What was happening? Just a spot of road rage as the driver of the front one got out, stood in the road and berated the one behind.  I could understand how people get shot in such moments.  He needed some Scott Joplin on the MP3 player.