2024
January: It’s traditional on this date to wish you a Happy New Year, but at the moment the portents don’t look at all promising. Perhaps
January: It’s traditional on this date to wish you a Happy New Year, but at the moment the portents don’t look at all promising. Perhaps
September: I am writing to let you know that details of five new 2024 courses have just been published on the web site www.lacock.org. The
October: We end 2022 with a sigh of relief. At last we were able to run the programme of courses planned back in 2019, but
April: These newsletters have become rather irregular for obvious reasons. Not much has happened though everything changed. A summer of isolation and relative inactivity had
August: Strange times. When it became clear that it would not be possible to hold courses in the spring and summer I found the new
September: Our main summer school next year will be in Edinburgh in the middle of July. The young conductor, singer and musicologist Rory McCleery will
September: All three of us are not long back from another memorable summer school – this time with Justin Doyle – in the excellent town
September: For a long time we have been looking for venue that could match Monteconero for its splendid situation, beautiful surroundings, a place where a
June: These newsletters seem to be getting longer. We send them to you because you have been to, or expressed interest in a Lacock course.
September: We are approaching the end of an event-filled year. Saddest was the loss of Mavis Brown, who died unexpectedly in the spring. She and
This year’s winter school will be in the Shropshire town of Ludlow. The conductor will be Robert Hollingworth, who has come up with a programme
February: When writing my prospectuses I am aware that I should be addressing the uninitiated as well as the old lags; I always try to
October: After a break of seven years Lacock returns to the wonderful historic pueblo blanco of Jimena de le Frontera in April. Monica and Peter Becko have
October: If you’ve been to Monteconero you’ll understand why I find it impossible to tear myself away. It’s partly its fairy-tale situation, a monastery surrounded