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We sang another African song tonight. It was an old one most of the Choir knew well.
I just La la-Ed my way through it.
I knocked my fellow veteran bass Peter's water bottle over during the wonderfully moving "Flame" by Susie Prater and I caught one one the tenor ladies ( Tena ladies!) looking at the ever widening puddle at his feet  with very big eyes.



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7 comments:

  1. Moaning Mavis9:50 pm

    She could have offered one of her incontipads and saved herself eyestrain.

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  2. Barbara Anne10:31 pm

    Wonderful song and a truly joyful (and melodic) noise.

    Better to knock the water bottle over on the floor than in his lap. ;)

    Hugs!

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  3. Travel11:38 pm

    I hate it when that happens.

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  4. Mary1:54 am

    The choir seems to have grown - marvelous!
    John, that's you bending down (to pick up the water bottle I suspect) at the conclusion of the song, correct?

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  5. Bonnie4:58 am

    I enjoyed that! You all sound wonderful and it does appear your group has gotten larger than the last time we saw a video.

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  6. Shelly W7:29 am

    I too was at choir last night , on the back row of the altos . We had a good sing and giggle , told off for talking ; its like being back at school, but so much fun ! x

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