Matthew and Christopher took us along to their local Community Centre, about 60 people there. It was a lovely friendly evening, with Chinese spring roles to start, bhuna for the main, and Caribbean sweet potato and coconut pudding (+ a lot more). In addition to the food (and there was lots of it), there was entertainment throughout, from Colliers Wood Chorus, a guitar player, a beautiful Tamil dance, tai-chi sword and fan dances and a some lovely Chinese ballads accompanied by guitar. Ended with an incredibly energetic drum trio called Safrico that got us all up and dancing.
It’s amazing how the choir has grown from 12 to 75 members in only four years. Only space for 30 on stage today.
The Georgian chant was great. Ambitious repertoire, with songs from from Iceland, Croatia, South Africa, Fiji and Ghana (with some highly confident ululation, oh and in Latin! The Icelandic Woman’s lament for the Seal Hunters was very nice. They ended with a rousing rendition of Valerie.
At the Roubdhouse in Camden to hear voluntary choirs for Voices Now. We’re here to hear Colliers Wood Chorus, run by our friend Christopher.
The choir performing religious music at the moment, is superb.
They are Felicitas apparently.
And were followed by Croydon Community Choir, who got the audience singing in harmony. They are an “open access community choir, formed to promote happiness and reduce isolation”. Very sweet.
Stopped of at The Seven Stars off The Strand for a pint of Darkstar Hophead (and a pint of Sambrook’s Wandle for Michael).
Lovely pub, small, intimate feel and a grumpy black cat.
Yo! Sushi lunch close to St Pauls, after seeing an exhibition on London Street photography at The Museum of London. Good exhibition.
My mum and dad visited this week, and we discovered this montage the next day:
Brrr, It's cold in here. That cat gets all the luck.
YEAH--and that cake smells terrible. Should we do a runner?
Here’s The Twa Dogs, by Robert Burns