I went to the first Christmas event of the year last night – the annual Christmas Concert in aid of the Rainbows Children’s Hospice in Loughborough. Kate (above!) and her Mum are in the “Lancaster Community Choir”, quite a large choir from Leicester, who always perform at this event, and consequently I have joined Simon at this event for several years, along with Kate’s Dad and her grandparents, and often some of Simon’s friends. For the last two years my Dad had come along, and this year my Dad’s friend Edwina (my ex-Mother-in-Law!) also joined us.
As usual the concert was excellent, starting with Lancaster Community Choir both leading the audience in carol singing, as well as performing Christmas songs and carols.
The concert continued with readings, stories, performances by local schools, the Rainbows choir fom the hospice, and by a professional singer, as well as plenty of opportunities for traditional carol singing. It was an excellent evening, a really nice start to the Christmas festivities.
We were on the second row with some of the performers seated in front of us. I had a Deja vu moment when the professional singer stood up to perform accompanied by a second singer and a guitarist. I am convinced that the guitarist was a young man who had visited our office earlier, and, along with his mates, had been given a “severe dressing down” for undertaking a band practice, complete with electric guitars and a drum kit, in the living room of a house, and who expressed surprise to hear that the neighbours were not very happy. Since the guitarist at the concert was not acknowledged by name in the programme, I will never know for sure.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
