In my last blog I wrote at the end of it that there must be a moral somewhere in it. Well I think there is.
Soon after I came to Canada in 1965 I heard from my friend, Gerry Drucker, who was Principal bass of the Philharmonia Orchestra of London that Frank Fuller, a member of his section had passed away.
They were playing at the Dome, Brighton Sussex one Saturday night, and Frank was so excited. This was to be his last concert and he was going to retire. However Fate stepped in, and the next day he suffered a heart attack and died.
I have thought about the moral and maybe it is this. When you are fed up with playing Beethoven’s Fifth for the thousandth time think of Dan Burton and Frank Fuller and be happy that you are still around to play it.