However, the thought hit me that this was a pretty pathetic way to kick the bucket - being accidentally poisoned during a photo shoot, of all things - and I started weeping at the idiocy of it all.
A good example of how it must have been is today's world of conducting, which is still utterly dominated by men, and the prejudice the few female conductors have to battle even today is astounding.
Although I do not have a family, I have eyes, ears and imagination, and know, as most people know, that the importance of one's children is paramount.
I am very lucky and grateful to have this living link to a past era, the violin presumably having much more history to it than the later portion that I know.
I had been playing since I was 2 years old, never remembering a life without music, always playing everything naturally and mostly by ear, and all the grownups wanted were more scales and drudgery out of me.
I see no reason to hide who I am or what I look like.
I thought that maybe it is not so much, as he seems to think, that the world loses interest in female performers after they hit a certain age, than the performers lose interest in the world.
Let me be very honest and just say that if any airline would let me take the violin and the laptop on board I would fly that airline all the time.
Ergo, because of the money problem, it is probable that our orchestras will soon go down in quality.
And apparently things like a Vindaloo curry are out for the rest of my life, or at least a long time.
Another thing: despite my youthful appearance, I am quite capable of making decisions.
For many years, the government of Canada has massively supported orchestras and the arts in general.
There is no earthly reason why a solo string instrument or voice, having the possibility to play or sing pure intonation, should want, or try, to be tempered.
Naturally, I was a bit of a curiosity, being the first hydrogen peroxide ingestion patient they had ever seen.
Normally, the same strange impulse which brings a crowd to an accident is present in the reaction to a concert in which something goes wrong.