Me at the Courtauld Gallery, just catching one last glimpse... For those of you who haven’t read Marianne yet, this is my cover girl aka the Russian Countess Golovina, as painted by the wonderfully gifted Elisabeth Vigée le Brun. She normally lights up the Barber Institute in Birmingham, but has been on loan to the Courtauld for the last six months, where Simon and I are members, so – though we’d booked for the Barbara Hepworth exhibition – we had to catch Marianne/Countess Golovina one more time!
I was announced as a finalist for the StoryTrade Book Award (women’s fiction) and I’m still in the last four finalists for the Ink Book Prize in adult fiction on September 15th. The results will be announced live in central London, so, a bit nerve-racking! Have never been to a public book awards announcement, except for the UK Selfies at the London Book Fair, so I’m busy memorising nice things to say to the other three adult fictionistas and practising my thrilled smile for when/if they win…
Though September 15th is, historically, a lucky date for me, and this is why. I’d only just finished my undergrad degree and decided on Boston University for my Master’s in cello performance. Turned out I’d applied just too late. (“We’ll look forward to seeing you next year!” they chirruped.) I was not chirruping, however. A year, possibly wasted! I hit panic mode.
Though I hadn’t needed to. The person who salvaged my year was Professor Balint Vázsonyi, the warm-hearted, pudgy Hungarian genius who coached my piano trio at Jacobs School of Music. A friend of the late, great Jacqueline du Pré – my cello heroine!!! – he offered to recommend that she accept me as a private cello pupil, in London.
I was blown away when she accepted me (by tape. That’s how old I am!)… And so, on September 15th – coincidentally, and still, my mum’s birthday – I flew out of Dulles Airport, my cello on its very own seat beside me, for a single, thrilling, year in London, got married… and never went home again. (It’s odd to think, as I write this, that our kid is studying in Boston at the moment, but, having a very different size of brain, she’s doing a Harvard PhD… a place that would never have looked at me.) |