"Whoops," he declared, "I have forgotten something; I must go home."
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| Back soon! |
Nevertheless, we were able to commence music-making by 20.27hrs precisely.
Some may recall that on the preceding week a lady turned up ...
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| Hello, my name's Maggie. |
"Is this a folk club?" she had asked.
"Ooh, no!" replied Berry,"This is a cookery class."
Much nonsensical conversation followed regarding baking.
So this week Maggie shared her own culinary offering ...
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| Lemon Drizzle Cake |
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| It was VERY good. |
Thank you, Maggie.
Otherwise we got on with music.
There were elements of contradiction as Paul, Angela and Roger performed I am weary ... followed by Angela's solo: Awake! Awake!
Roger then soothed us with his guitar rendition of this charming waltz from Co. Clare ...
Eyes were closed, breathing and pulse-rates slowed as we imbibed the music through the pores of our very souls.
Elayne sang of some late blooms ...
We were honoured by the presence of a Chichester Picker who took the opportunity to publicise another music organisation in the locality ...
We were honoured by the presence of a Chichester Picker who took the opportunity to publicise another music organisation in the locality ...
"I don't intend to poach," said Andrew.
Don't worry, Andrew, we're not in competition.
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