This week I return to Tenerife for a concert. Remember that I love to read your comments so feel free to comment in the box below this post.
After we’d arrived and as we climbed on board the bus to the hotel, I caught the eye of Andrew Busher and we nodded in silent, slightly disturbed agreement. It was over twenty years ago that we had arrived at a somewhat more dilapidated version of Tenerife airport. We had felt much more exhausted and looked and smelt rather bad. Today we had come from Gatwick on an unusually civilized, midday flight with the Monteverdi Choir. We would also have an evening off to sample the delights of the local cuisine and time for a bus trip to the beach for a seafood lunch – sometimes you have to love this job!
Some twenty years ago, Andy and I had arrived from America, but we’d endured the journey from hell to get there……. Read the rest of this post»








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