
I’ve just signed on as a student.
I’m starting a doctoral course in music history at Goldsmiths College, which is part of London University, specialising in the arts and humanities.
My father groomed me to follow in his footsteps in medicine, but I don’t remember ever showing any real interest in that path. It seemed to me some fifty years ago that the only way to escape was to fail my ‘A’ levels and go to work. So that’s what I did.
Now, in my 60s, I may well fulfil my father’s wish and become a doctor – though not exactly in the field he anticipated for me.
It’s an exciting new chapter.
