I spent a couple of great evenings this week at the Cardiff Singer of the World competition (I know, it's a great title, isn't it). For those who may not be aware of it, it's one of the world's top singing competitions - we're talking opera, not American Idol - and, as you get from the title, it happens on the doorstep. I took Dick & Curly France last Monday night, when we saw Russian soprano Ekaterina Shcherbachenko (easy for you to say) win her round: she won the whole thing tonight, and was a worthy winner. Outstanding.
Her Gounod was great, her Stravinsky really quite something, but it was her Puccini that did it for me. I think that link will work for everyone, but the video may only be available in the UK. It is beautiful - beautiful. Apparently one of the BBC presenters couldn't speak afterwards because she was in tears - absolutely the right response, and if a competition entrant does that at this level, they deserve to win.
And Andy Murray won Queens. And England beat India. And the sun shone all day.