A marathon Sunday after a marathon Friday after marathon Tuesday to Wednesday
makes one weak !
I confess that I am sagging a bit at the moment.
The mission time with the AgapéCampus folk was great but, perhaps foolishly, I told the school of music that I could free myself up on Friday to attend the orchestra stage. It was good to do that even though essentially it meant rehearsals all day and a concert in the evening and Alan, king of the sightreaders, staring blankly at another part and wondering whether to take the high road or the low road and which would get me first to Scotland.
The highlight of the rehearsals for me was helping Thomas, my colleague, with his solo - a jazz chorus on "Isn't she lovely". We blew it anyway because his sheet of music didn't get left on the stand so when he went to play it he was banjaxed, but he was sounding good in rehearsals with a few glissandos added for good measure. (We saw a guy checking that all the music was there just before we started, too - in Hanrahan fashion he counted them all in - but there's many a slip twixt music-stand and lip...)
The concert went off well and we ate together afterwards, Pat and Catrin joining us for concert and grub and a good time was had by all, as they say.
Then Sunday was our church AGM. On Saturday we had to make a quick response to our stranded compatriot, sort out our transport to the chateau and get the report written for the English service but basically things were calm ! The AGM at the chateau started on time at about two-thirty, perhaps - basically after lunch - and finished a little after six. It's a man's life in French committees. Great if you don't weaken, and if the coffee is strong enough.
Anyway the biggest bit of news is so important that I am putting it into a separate post.
I confess that I am sagging a bit at the moment.
The mission time with the AgapéCampus folk was great but, perhaps foolishly, I told the school of music that I could free myself up on Friday to attend the orchestra stage. It was good to do that even though essentially it meant rehearsals all day and a concert in the evening and Alan, king of the sightreaders, staring blankly at another part and wondering whether to take the high road or the low road and which would get me first to Scotland.
The highlight of the rehearsals for me was helping Thomas, my colleague, with his solo - a jazz chorus on "Isn't she lovely". We blew it anyway because his sheet of music didn't get left on the stand so when he went to play it he was banjaxed, but he was sounding good in rehearsals with a few glissandos added for good measure. (We saw a guy checking that all the music was there just before we started, too - in Hanrahan fashion he counted them all in - but there's many a slip twixt music-stand and lip...)
The concert went off well and we ate together afterwards, Pat and Catrin joining us for concert and grub and a good time was had by all, as they say.
Then Sunday was our church AGM. On Saturday we had to make a quick response to our stranded compatriot, sort out our transport to the chateau and get the report written for the English service but basically things were calm ! The AGM at the chateau started on time at about two-thirty, perhaps - basically after lunch - and finished a little after six. It's a man's life in French committees. Great if you don't weaken, and if the coffee is strong enough.
Anyway the biggest bit of news is so important that I am putting it into a separate post.
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