On the Virtue of Patience
I can't make much fuss about having revised a mere 13 pages this evening. It's rather disappointing, really. However, it has been a special day - the Prodigal Son returned from uni. Not only the son, but also the fabulous Benslow Trust cello, which I hadn't seen before.
He humoured me by playing through my 'Alexander Campbell's Hebridean Suite' with me - my arrangement for flute, viola and cello of five Albyn's Anthology tunes. Quite effective, really. For me, my research is most fruitful when there's a creative, contemporary outcome.
Similarly, I was overjoyed last night to learn that my James Simpson research of a decade ago is proving of value in an undergraduate honours dissertation at the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland, where I work. He wants to make use of the material - flute tunes etc - in a contemporary context. I practically clapped with glee to get a completely unsolicited validation of my own philosophy.