I was in a train sitting next to the window and opposite the then already elderly Paul Tortelier, who had his cello in the seat next to him. The train had stopped at a station when he looked out of the window and saw it was where he was getting off (Swindon!!!). He got very flustered trying to move his cello and get out from his seat. I was penned in but leapt up urgently to dash to the door and signal to the guard to hold the train, which he did. (I don't think PT noticed )
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Thanks FF
Thanks FF for helping one of my heroes. In the 50s or 60s he did an edition of the Bach Cello Suites for Augener[now transferred to someone else since their demise] Our Editorial office was at the top of a spiral staircase so he left his cello propped up by the shop counter on the ground floor. I always feared for it. He changed his mind about the fingering etc every time he came in and he was surprised that we couldn't hold the actual printing any longer. "But, you see, I only discovered this yesterday, while playing". I have all his recordings, I think. What a lovely man.
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Goodness, what fun you boys have.
Morning all,I have learned more personal details about my friends on the MBs than I have about my local cousin
who only talks about music and local history to me.
Another famous face I saw was Michael Buerk, who was in M&S in Guildford, where I was staying with a friend. He smiled at everyone, including me and as my friend was known in music and gardening circles, I thought he was a friend of hers and smiled back. I didn't remember his name 'til later and am very glad I didn't speak and make a complete fool of myself.
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For a few months I lived in Reigate in the early 70s. Andre Previn and Mia Farrow lived on the edge of the town. One day I walked briskly round the corner of a building from a side road and literally bumped into AP laden with shopping bags. I stepped back and apologised.
"I do beg your pardon!"
"That's OK. Happens all the time."
I recognised this familiar face from the Royal Festival and Albert Halls and Television.
"Oh, hello, Mr Previn..." I said, then why I never knew but I continued "...and how are you?"
"I'm fine and how are you?"
I had started and had to continue. We talked quite naturally for a couple of minutes and then parted. For me it seemed like meeting an old mate as he was so familiar but he must have gone off thinking "Who was that young fool?"
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amateur51
Originally posted by Chris Newman View PostFor a few months I lived in Reigate in the early 70s. Andre Previn and Mia Farrow lived on the edge of the town. One day I walked briskly round the corner of a building from a side road and literally bumped into AP laden with shopping bags. I stepped back and apologised.
"I do beg your pardon!"
"That's OK. Happens all the time."
I recognised this familiar face from the Royal Festival and Albert Halls and Television.
"Oh, hello, Mr Previn..." I said, then why I never knew but I continued "...and how are you?"
"I'm fine and how are you?"
I had started and had to continue. We talked quite naturally for a couple of minutes and then parted. For me it seemed like meeting an old mate as he was so familiar but he must have gone off thinking "Who was that young fool?"
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That's the problem with ordinary people working for a crust who have to deal with the famous. We know a great deal about them but they, mostly, neither know nor care about us. It's a fine line to follow. Sometimes they become friends but it's rare. If you are a good listener they will tell you the most amazing private things. I suppose we are a bit like hairdressers are supposed to be, to them.
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Originally posted by salymap View PostThat's the problem with ordinary people working for a crust who have to deal with the famous. We know a great deal about them but they, mostly, neither know nor care about us. It's a fine line to follow. Sometimes they become friends but it's rare. If you are a good listener they will tell you the most amazing private things. I suppose we are a bit like hairdressers are supposed to be, to them.
Esprit d'escalier, as they sayIt isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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sigolene euphemia
Originally posted by salymap View PostThanks FF for helping one of my heroes. In the 50s or 60s he did an edition of the Bach Cello Suites for Augener[now transferred to someone else since their demise] Our Editorial office was at the top of a spiral staircase so he left his cello propped up by the shop counter on the ground floor. I always feared for it. He changed his mind about the fingering etc every time he came in and he was surprised that we couldn't hold the actual printing any longer. "But, you see, I only discovered this yesterday, while playing". I have all his recordings, I think. What a lovely man.
A and you say you dont have a marvelous childrens book to write of music and your work i feel like a brittle bright icebeg from being out with our pony so i am off to warm up in the bath siggy s
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Morning Stormyweatherites, I hope your computers are behaving better than mine.It has forced me to sit through updates, downloads, all the tricks it knows, and at the end they are failed, as ever. It seems to be damp and miserable, that's the weather, not the computer. I hope the snow stays away for friends inthe North and in Scotland. BWS
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Uncle Monty
Originally posted by salymap View PostThanks FF for helping one of my heroes. In the 50s or 60s he did an edition of the Bach Cello Suites for Augener[now transferred to someone else since their demise] Our Editorial office was at the top of a spiral staircase so he left his cello propped up by the shop counter on the ground floor. I always feared for it. He changed his mind about the fingering etc every time he came in and he was surprised that we couldn't hold the actual printing any longer. "But, you see, I only discovered this yesterday, while playing". I have all his recordings, I think. What a lovely man.
salymap, I have his edition of the Bach Suites! Well-thumbed, though not by me. I picked it up in a boot-sale
The fingerings aren't too eccentric -- certainly not as insanely perverse as Alexanian's. (I was taught for a while by someone who was taught by Navarra who was taught by Alexanian, and he tried to make me use the same edition. Life is not long enough for that sort of malarkey )
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