As I lie in a darkened room unable to move far, apart from occasionally to tears         ( most teachers will understand this end of term thing, you have to be built like godzilla not to end up feeling like this at the end of term – especially if it has been quite a lot of work, new challenges and you don’t resort to alcohol..ha ha ) . I am at present joined by  a sleeping orange cat ( who has been renamed the orange slug) who does not even belong to me,  just visits for food and quiet. I am  recovering from one hell of a  brilliant term of singing, the lovely emails keep coming through to reflect that, but it takes its toll. I  wish I had someone who could bring me food …..now…please.

Here is one of my favourite moments from the term that happened on Tuesday night at the Conway Hall LONDON. Paul had a single camera at the back..thank you..soon Bob’s fancy version will come through…. Need more tenors and basses for next term..check out LONDON CHOIRS in my pages up top…enjoy!