That strain again
May. 20th, 2012 12:00 pmMaking lunch with Radio 4 on, as usual.
Only half an ear on Desert Island Discs, as usual. Until I heard, as I was dishing up my pasta, the beginning of Dvorak's Seranade for Strings in E, and am suddenly transported, almost painfully, to my late teenage years, which this melody reminds me of so forcefully.
I linger in the kitchen until the music stops, glad of the time travel music allows.
...but also glad I snap back to the present as soon as it is done. The past is not a country I want to dwell in.
Only half an ear on Desert Island Discs, as usual. Until I heard, as I was dishing up my pasta, the beginning of Dvorak's Seranade for Strings in E, and am suddenly transported, almost painfully, to my late teenage years, which this melody reminds me of so forcefully.
I linger in the kitchen until the music stops, glad of the time travel music allows.
...but also glad I snap back to the present as soon as it is done. The past is not a country I want to dwell in.