A sense of choral duty compelled me to go along to a chorister’s house the other day to help make bunting.  Choir No.2 (as opposed to the other one, where I’ve sentenced myself to singing a solo) also has an upcoming summer concert (where the … Continue reading When Making Bunting isn’t really about Making Bunting

Last Monday I landed myself right in it.  I trundled along to the big choir I belong to, the one with roughly 80 members (the choir I used to dread going to) and put myself forward to sing a solo at the upcoming summer concert.  … Continue reading THIS ISN’T ME!