If music be ...
I've just got back from my Octet rehearsal, during which it occurred to me:
I am 35 years old and as yet un-wed (don't worry, I'm not about to bewail my circumstances); but if I were the heroine of some Romantic novel, and not the rather dumpy, short-sighted woman verging on middle-age that I am, I would dismiss my doubtlessly disappointed suitors saying "No sir, you see it is impossible that I should take as my Husband any man who does not play the cello".
Sigh.
I am 35 years old and as yet un-wed (don't worry, I'm not about to bewail my circumstances); but if I were the heroine of some Romantic novel, and not the rather dumpy, short-sighted woman verging on middle-age that I am, I would dismiss my doubtlessly disappointed suitors saying "No sir, you see it is impossible that I should take as my Husband any man who does not play the cello".
Sigh.