Angels in their octaves
A glorious hot day in Brighton. Shirtsleeve weather. Lorraine and I had a few chores in the morning. Including going off to talk to more people about microphones, and picking up a box of A6 flyers for the concert. Pleased with how they looked.
Main business of the day was to go to St Michael & All Angels to rehearse the choir parts for the concert. The first half will have two Madrigals, and Matt's composition has the choir coming in for the last few variations. Due to an untimely organ fixer turning up, and a saga about a locked door, we had to repair to the church hall. Lorraine singing with seven others. Got that thrill of hearing the choir sing the refrain I'd written which starts 'And now my source of joy has been revealed/May angels in their octaves follow you'. Beautiful. The choir are making a gorgeous sound in the madrigals too.
Then an afternoon of lurking in the Basketmaker with Matt, his friend Tanya briefly, and Lorraine. Feeling cheery and full of fun. Then we three went to the Brighton Tavern chatting to lots of folks. Ended up rather drunk and insisting on yet another curry with Lorraine, which we had with Beth and Mark. Home to Lorraine's place, where I was put to bed.
And Chelsea got through to the FA cup final. All good.
Below Matt conducting the choir in the church hall, one person hidden. Lorraine second from left singing like a bird.
A glorious hot day in Brighton. Shirtsleeve weather. Lorraine and I had a few chores in the morning. Including going off to talk to more people about microphones, and picking up a box of A6 flyers for the concert. Pleased with how they looked.
Main business of the day was to go to St Michael & All Angels to rehearse the choir parts for the concert. The first half will have two Madrigals, and Matt's composition has the choir coming in for the last few variations. Due to an untimely organ fixer turning up, and a saga about a locked door, we had to repair to the church hall. Lorraine singing with seven others. Got that thrill of hearing the choir sing the refrain I'd written which starts 'And now my source of joy has been revealed/May angels in their octaves follow you'. Beautiful. The choir are making a gorgeous sound in the madrigals too.
Then an afternoon of lurking in the Basketmaker with Matt, his friend Tanya briefly, and Lorraine. Feeling cheery and full of fun. Then we three went to the Brighton Tavern chatting to lots of folks. Ended up rather drunk and insisting on yet another curry with Lorraine, which we had with Beth and Mark. Home to Lorraine's place, where I was put to bed.
And Chelsea got through to the FA cup final. All good.
Below Matt conducting the choir in the church hall, one person hidden. Lorraine second from left singing like a bird.
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