A trip up the A629 on Friday, a first visit to Hebden Bridge, a reunion with Colm and Pireeni who we met in Honduras, an evening of poetry and violin. A day when different places, different times collided in West Yorkshire.
We had met Pireeni and Colm on a bus in Honduras between Christmas and New Year 2008. A conversation was struck, a friendship forged over bumpy hill roads. She is Anglo-Tamil Sri Lankan, he Irish and they live together in San Francisco. Amongst many things, she is a poet and he a fiddle composer/player who go by the name of Word and Violin. By luck or fate they were booked to play the Hebden Bridge Arts Festival only 50 miles or so north of Sheffield and we had the happy opportunity to meet again. No buses, no bumpy roads but lots of hills.
Their concert entertained, provoked thought, informed and transported across the globe, meeting again and again in the common threads of Sri Lankan and Irish history and politics. They are worth catching if they play near where you live. Even better for us, was the chance of reacquainting - in tea shops, on hills, by canals, while walking.
www.wordandviolin.com
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