Friday 14 May 2010

By 9.30 this morning I was inhaling the seaweedy aroma of a very still Loch Fyne, before heading to Ardkinglas to remind myself of how nice David and Angela's Muir Wood square piano is. I recorded a bit over my shoulder with the H4, and it sounds surprisingly good, apart from me laughing at all the bum notes. And you'd never guess it hadn't been tuned for months: most fortepianos only stay in tune for minutes at a time.

Back in town, a brief visit to the university library, and then an afternoon at the baths with Greg, where I finally jumped into the cold plunge for the first time, instead of gingerly walking in as usual. Mackintosh plan is now nearly ready to roll.