Virtue Rewarded

It's pleasing to see I have such a moral friends-list. When I asked if I should bunk off a couple of services in the cathedral with my choir that threatened to be diabolical, almost all of them told me that I knew I had to turn up, and I'd feel rotten if I didn't.

In case any of you were still wondering about this - you were all right. That abyssmal rehearsal put the fear of God into everyone - people went away and looked over their own parts, even. And the result, while far from the strains of heavenly choirs, was also far from being the strains of cats - musical and pleasant, with a few hiccups and near misses. Also a tendency to stop looking or sing like robots under stress... but it's a very forgiving accoustic, and there weren't that many genuinely audible cockups.

What should have been the high points of the service were Palestrina's Missa Brevis and Stanford's Beati Quorum Via - both sublime if done by the professionals. As it was, we managed Perfectly All Right - which is substantially better than I'd feared.

You were all right - I would have felt dreadful looking for Giants in Stirling or George R R Martin castles in the Highlands. Not least because the weather's been vile - dark and rainy. About the worst sightseeing weather I can imagine.

So - many thanks for the advice! Now, does anyone know how to stop a tap from dripping?