Choirs!

No reason for the picture - just like it!
A busy day at work after 40 lengths of the pool. Chatting to man at the pool who turns out to be Andrew and father of Louis in the cathedral choir! Book sale is going well. A new guide to Turkey arrived right on cue and I have several books to read but I am persevering with Michael Mail's "Exposure" for reading group in March and "The Imitation of Christ" by Thomas a Kempis. My bedtime reading is James Naughtie's excellent Journey through music. Choir practice seemed oddly ill at ease. Some adverse comment re the new item by David Ogden "As a mother" and the difficulty of Byrd 4 part Mass. Sicut cervus needs to settle down too. My voice seemed tired after last night's exertions. Home to watch the last of "The choir Boys don't sing" with Gareth Malone triumphantly taking 100 boys from Lancaster School to the Albert Hall. Also watched most of "A boy called Alex" about amazing Eton music scholar with cystic fibrosis.