At the annual bean-feast of the Brown Advisor, we eat crisps only and only drink ginger beer and liquorice water. Thus we toast our youth as we turn to sober discussion of the topics of the day.
Only yesterday I made the observation to my friend Captain Ken, as we paused at a spinney for him to seek out a good hazel stick, that I am frequently struck by the surprising way a word, an idea, a place, mentioned once, can become suddenly ubiquitous. For thus it has been for me and Wales – and on the very day following our conversation.
When it comes to master-classes, it is not only ‘what are master-classes for?’, but ‘who they are for?’, and even, with apologies to grammar, ‘why they are for?’ The best I can do by way of response to these questions is to summarise the sentiments of our head honcho, John Phibbs, who will be leading the April series.
The proud answer is yes and yes, and furthermore this day (20th January) could be the birthday of that elegant moulder of the elements, Capability Brown (note 143).