[correction, 7 March: music played for the encoreI have rarely been so blown away at a classical music concert as I was last night, 2 March, at Geneva's Victoria Hall. Mélodie Zhao turned composer Frédéric Chopin's complete 27 Etudes into something I didn't know the collection had the capacity to be: magnificently passionate. The romantic music, which in some pianists' hands verges on the saccharine, last night would have made the composer proud, I feel certain. It's easy to go into a Zhao concert being impressed by her technical skills and poise on stage as a 15-year-old, but Tuesday night it was impossible to come out even remembering her age, for her stage performance and the music that filled the hall were those of a mature artist. "She's a genius," said the woman next to me, coming out of the hall. "Unbelievable!" another exclaimed to her companion.

I've heard her practice and I have the excellent CDs with 24 Etudes, made when she was only 13, but seeing her perform live, and with two years more musical maturity, transformed the music. Happy 200th birthday, Mr Chopin!

Two strong ovations from the crowd brought her back to play Chopin's Andante spianato and Grand Polonaise Brillante op.22., where she displayed yet more of her dazzling talent.

Melodie Zhao signing autographs after Chopin concert, 2 March 2010, Victoria Hall, Geneva

We all looked drained as we flocked into the lobby, for watching Zhao in person is like being a privileged spectator as shifting winds and sunlight dance over an open sea. To my great surprise, the young pianist was already seated at a table and signing autographs for a large crowd, with an enthusiasm and energy that didn’t show any strain from what has to have been a physically daunting performance!

Background: GenevaLunch feature on Mélodie Zhao

Review in Le Temps (Fre)

This seems to be a week for farm animals to put in surprise appearances. Friday we were driving up the hill to Etoy when traffic was suddenly halted to let several cows cross the road. A couple hours later I was in Valais where we have a chalet and as we arrived the gate of the farm next door suddenly opened and out poured Farmer Bernard’s cows.

“Are they headed up to the high alps right now?” I shouted, for human voices don’t carry well over the noise of excited bellowing cows, especially ones wearing hefty Swiss cowbells.

The men running with the cows shouted back yes. Running is the word, for when the cows see that gate open they kick up their heels, some of them literally, and rush off. They are capable of running at a good trot right up from our 1,100 metres altitude to fields at about 1,800. If you’re driving a car on that road, too bad – best to just pull over, rather than get between a happy but large cow and that glorious field of wildflowers and long grasses she knows is waiting for her.

I’ll miss those cows, who are now gone until October.

Meanwhile, two pigs came to Saint Prex and charmed many of us as they wandered around the beach, part of the Cirque Helvetia, visiting the village for two days.

Two gentlemen in suits were a bit taken aback to see an unattached pig walk up and sniff them, not an everyday occurance in Saint Prex!

More photos of Etoy cows, Saint Prex pigs and Valais Farmer Bernard’s cows, including his Swiss fighting cows, racing up the road to the high Alps: GenevaLunch photo album, “Farm animals run the show”