Miriam says, “I learned to play the piano and the violin. I even learned the recorder once, but never the trumpet.”
Saturday night folk dancing sessions in Jerusalem are run by Ofer Alfasi.
Ofer is very talented and diligent. He knows all the dances very well. He invests a lot of effort, demonstrating from the centre of the circle and watching to make sure we’ve learnt properly.
But he’s not good at blowing his own trumpet. He’s reticent about introducing the dances he choreographed. Fortunately, another Ofer, who also has a dance to his name, has been championing the first Ofer’s dances recently, and they’re really good.
I’m no better at blowing my own trumpet, but I need to say this, so please forgive me:
I recently reread my novel, Cultivating a Fuji, making very minor changes to it. And as I read it, I realised how good it is, and how much I’d love it to be read widely, firstly for enjoyment – the story mixes poignancy, humour…
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