THE letter from Robert Loves on the Degas paintings from the Burrell Collection (February 3) brought back memories of an afternoon visit there in the 1980s.

Parked conspicuously below the steps at the main entrance was a Rolls-Royce, with a standard flying and a uniformed chauffeur waiting for his passenger – Rudolf Nureyev.

Apparently he was involved in a production at the Edinburgh International Festival, and had come through especially to view the Degas pastels.

Nureyev then appeared, surprisingly tiny, slight, wizened, in a long black leather coat and woollen cap. He autographed some hastily-purchased ballet postcards. When asked: “Did you like the pictures, Mr Nureyev, he replied: “Merveilleux.”

Now there’s a recommendation.

Isobel McEwan,

Carn Dearg, Eglinton Terrace, Skelmorlie.