We had the AGM first which was dreary but had to be done: one result was that we have voted to go in for Competitions, as our conductor feels we have been ready for ages. A second result was to arrange days out for the choir: hiring a coach to take us to the coast, for instance, to give a local concert in the evening and a day on the beach: visiting other choirs to sing jointly with them in concerts and have a ‘jolly’. We already have an annual theatre outing and now we are thinking of a party too.
I think some of this is because we were commissioned to make a CD last year and then to sing for the Duke of Devonshire at Chatsworth House at Christmas, which was filmed by the local TV station. We’re clearly getting a taste for the high life!
Several members came up to welcome me back and asked how my trip to the states went, which was so kind. They are a friendly lot. We actually managed some singing for the second half, Sinatra’s ‘Smoothly’ which I must admit sounded good. I was given a lift up the hill to the village by a neighbour who is also in the choir and we stopped at a local farm to collect yet another neighbour, who sings in the Basses: he climbed in to the car with a box of eggs from his hens for the driver as he sells them locally. This reminded me of the time last year when we supplied him with manure for his vegetables and in exchange he supplied us with goose eggs for a while. I then used these goose eggs to make lemon curd, some of which I exchanged with my acupuncture lady for a session under the needles. It was fun seeing how far we could get the barter system to go.
Listening to the sound we made reminded me of what fun it is to sing in a choir: just being one of many, and all working together to produce something greater than the whole, is wonderfully uplifting. I found myself sitting there thinking how happy I was. How often do you surprise yourself with the realisation that you are really, really, happy?
Singing will do that for you!