For no good reason I got to band practice early this evening and took this while I was waiting for our leader to arrive with the hall key. Maybe next year I'll have some wisteria in my own garden. Maybe tomorrow I'll get round to taking a photo before it's evening and I have only my phone with me.

I've said this before but it struck forcefully again this evening: I am immensely glad and grateful that circumstances conspired to keep the child that was me having violin lessons for as long as I did, despite having zero talent. I absolutely love making music with other people and I can get away with hiding most of my mistakes in the mediocre group that is our band. We are so much better together than solo and I am grateful that we have a talented leader who is prepared to work at our level.

At MayDay last week I saw a group of good musicians who all looked glum for the full half-hour I watched them. I spend most of our 90-minute practices grinning with delight.

And, and... I've been invited back to Glastonbury this year to teach violin in the KidzField again! I know that this is not because I can play violin well but because I'm an ace team member, I'm a good teacher and I love inspiring children. But without my violin this could never have happened. I am so, so chuffed! Last year was my first Glastonbury and I was so uncertain and nervous that I did lots of reading about it beforehand. This year I am going to jump into the flow and swim with it. I will do my damnedest to stay awake beyond 2am so that I can experience some of the madder goings-on, even though I might have to ask my younger fellow musician/teachers to hold me up. I feel so lucky.