My children Nathalie, Nicky and Alex, grew up with exciting stories about the fun-loving witches Molly and Bolly, who travelled from London to the Lake District sowing mischief wherever they worked. Blonde-haired Molly and black-haired Bolly were the creatures of my imagination. My husband, Oded, would even tiptoe into the children's bedroom and listen to the stories, spellbound.
It is one of the quintessential Jewish roles of musical theatre — Tevye, in Fiddler On The Roof — and, this summer, for a season at the Grange Park Opera in Hampshire, the part of the impoverished milkman in pre-revolutionary Russia is being played by Bryn Terfel, the world-renowned opera singer, who is a) manifestly Welsh and b) not remotely Jewish.
Every new Stasha art exhibition includes among its works a paint-spattered pair of Timberland boots. She buys new ones each time she starts on a series of paintings and then, once the collection is complete, hangs them somewhere in the gallery alongside the art. They've become a sort of trademark.
Art appreciation is a subjective business. And so it proved at the London Jewish Cultural Centre's Art House exhibition, which drew more than 150 enthusiasts, artists and friends to LJCC's Golders Green premises for the announcement of the 2014 prize-winners.