Only at a Welsh Country Choir
I walked in after nearly a year away and was presented with a handful of radishes from Alto Diane fresh from her garden.
Like all supportive groups , It took off roughly where I left it.
Gentleman Farmer nodded brusquely and whispered “ You’re back then”which was sweet and Heulwen , Di and Claire gave me a big hug.
Jamie and his 1940s RAF moustache welcomed me back too, but quietly as I left.
And clutching my song sheets, radishes and water bottle I felt just a little emotional as I turned for home
The radishes are lovely! You've brought a smile to my lips and tears of joy to my eyes this afternoon. Fingers-crossed that your next bit of coursework falls on non-choir days.
ReplyDeleteBe well, John dear.
It’s on a Tuesday but all day , I should make it to choir after college , which will prove to be a great release after hard study I think
DeleteYou’re a twat John Grey
ReplyDeleteYou have just made me cry
Not only at a Welsh Country Choir - at the friendship group I go to it was a cucumber and a bunch of spring oinions today. It was radishes last week! Don't you just love living in the great British countryside. Free range eggs promised for next week.
ReplyDeleteYes I concede it’s not just my choir that does this sort of thing. Little kindnesses abound min my experience
DeleteAnd I know it wasn’t all because of the radishes.
ReplyDeleteLol exactly x
DeleteA few weeks ago I was surprised to see teaspoons in the car door handle - It had been previously mentioned the fairies had hidden them x
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DeleteSome kindly dog walkers I chat to wedged them there as I was elsewhere x 🏃 🐕
DeleteI had a gift of silver spoons from a golden labrador and his person 💄
DeleteI think I might have battered onion rings for dinner.
Delete❌ Bully alert
DeleteYep, that'll be you flis
DeleteWelcome back. Lovely x
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DeleteGlad you made it back to choir,singing is good for the soul don’t you think? GG
ReplyDeleteTry frying those radishes in a bit of butter 🧈 ... sliced, of course. They are quite tasty done that way!
ReplyDeleteThis is all grace. The human connection, the singing, the gifts. That's what I think, anyway.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely welcome back to choir and it's clear you voice has been missed. From your title, I wondered if the radishes were shared around the choir before singing and that that would be nigh on to impossible, radishes tasting as they do!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy!
Hugs!
That was certainly a nice welcome back to you, it's clear that you were missed.
ReplyDeleteYou have one of the absolute best communities of friends. Your welcome back radishes will be yummy too!
ReplyDeleteNothing says "we love you" like radishes!
ReplyDeleteSounds wonderful, John! So much love!
ReplyDeleteA ravishing radish story.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely to be a part of something. I often feel apart from everything.
ReplyDeleteWow, is it really a year since you have been to choir! Time certainly flies. How nice to be welcomed back with home grown gifts. It's nice to be missed! I wish I could sing... but sadly I sound like a strangled frog... sigh.
ReplyDeleteJo in Auckland
Good and kind company and the joy of singing. Glad you are back to choir.
ReplyDeleteSmiled at the radish welcome John - good old country way of saying welcome back - actions speak louder than words.
ReplyDeleteYou sure have some caring neighbors. Take care. Barb
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday John. You are a joy
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