An important clarification


29th December 2006


L. has found out that only one of the two Swedes living next door plays the guitar. The other just plays with it.

But as if to make sure that we do not lack for guitarists, the universe has given us another one - a Russian in the flat on our other side.

And the other night, I heard someone playing the trumpet.

At times like these, I think of my fiddle and my decision to leave it in Singapore because I thought it would disturb the neighbours.

I do not think these thoughts with bitterness, nay, not even a smidgen of it.

After all, I can always play my DVDs - the ones with gunfire and histrionic actors - at top volume.