Sunday, February 1, 2009
The night I met Yehudi
Melbourne late 1980s, I went to see him play. Afterwards I noticed a few people heading backstage. Why not follow? He clasped my hand and looked at me quizzically but all I asked for was his autograph on the programme. Of course later I realised he thought I might be some relation - as he had married and divorced an Australian some years before. Well perhaps he thought that. Anyway this autographed photo has hung on my walls ever since.