Chilling in my back room this morning and realise I have not one, but two rusty coloured visitors in our little London garden. A small fox comes and just hangs out, scratching it’s fleas, soaking up a little bit of sun between the rain storms. It is sitting at the back of the garden when the stray ginger cat arrives, sits at the window, pressing its nose to the glass. It has taken a shine to doing this, every morning this week.
VIDEO OF THE DAY
On Monday the Bishopsgate Singers do a stonking sharing of the Motown and Soul songs we have been practising this term. We had a fantastic time. The Bishopsgate Singers is a community choir with no audition, and the sound is amazing! Once in a while we get a beautifully, slightly out of tune foghorn (sometimes several) who seems not to realise that there are no boats to be called to safety, that it is actually sunny outside, or that they are deafening the person next to them who is too polite to say anything. Somebody has to get the job of taming those amazingly powerful voices….guess who? I love inclusivity…most of the time!
SITTING ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY – Bishopgate Singers
Best Whistling ever!