English Austerity by Sandra Horn
Someone once said to me, in that withering kind of way, ‘Oh, Sandra Horn Sandra, you do fall in love!’ He didn’t mean I was serial adulterer, perish the thought, but that I tend to have great passions about various things. It’s true! Discovering an artist, writer, place, piece of music sets me off on a wild-eyed quest to find out more, revisit, bore the pants off anyone who’ll listen to the latest enthusiastic outpourings – have you HEARD Sans-Saens’ Introduction and rondo capriccioso? Have you READ Alice Oswald, Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin, etc. etc. Have you BEEN TO that church in Dorset with windows by Whistler? Followed by rant rant rant until my listener’...