Yesterday was, for want of a better word, interesting. Having departed Philadelphia, we continued the long running choir tradition of reading bed time stories to each other on the coach, whilst John Gowers honed his creative writing skills (which are already very formidable, might I add) by writing a story himself, involving James Harkness and a cup of very strong Earl Grey. Seemingly as if no time had passed, we had arrived at the Washington National Cathedral where we dumped our bags and headed straight for the Washington Zoo. Unfortunately the weather in Washington was wet to say the least and the torrential downpours put a slight dampener on things (no pun intended…honestly). However we made the most of this opportunity: most of B block spent their half an hour’s free time in the Starbucks across the road, whilst E and F block weren’t awarded this freedom and so spent their time in the Zoo restaurant. We did see some animals, of course; there were zebras and ostriches, the Highys saw some pandas, and Ralph Allwood saw a pigeon.
Soaking wet, we returned to the cathedral to rehearse for the evensong. Tom Norrington was given the honour of conducting the warm up, which consisted of the entire choir singing Alex Robarts' name in an arpeggiated fashion (very good for creating space and looseness in the back of the jaw, enabling us to sing like angels). The evensong went very well, with the psalms sounding better than ever and the anthem (Howells' ‘One Thing Have I Desired’) being sung with great gusto.
Washington National Cathedral, among the world's 20 largest churches |
We were then treated to an OEA reception. The OEs are one of the main reasons that this choir tour is so heavily subsidised, so it was an honour for us to sing Under the Sea to them in the steadiest tempo yet. The Incognitos also performed their usual set, which was very well received.
We then hopped back on the coach and made our way to Virginia, with Hamish McLaren still flushed with embarrassment from his entire family being present at the Washington evensong. John Clay was treated to some interesting dancing from certain members of B block and Rupert Scarratt continually laughed like the seals at Washington Zoo. Hugh Cross couldn't stop shouting and Charlie Marshall still wouldn’t sit down, despite McLaren’s sternest Scottish efforts. Finally we arrived at Woodberry Forest School, where we were shown into a large hall with 40 mattresses. The staff were to sleep elsewhere, meaning B block were in charge. A good night was had by all.
Here endeth the sewage.
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Rubes
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P.P.S Two members of the choir have birthdays today: Alex Eager and Daniel Parr...Many happy returns!
Mattresses in a hall?! At least in 2007 we shared rooms in the boarding house! Sounds like a fun tour, though. I am jealous!
ReplyDeleteRubin: Journalism is perhaps a career to avoid. All that bold type...
Thanks for the advice, Edmund Bridges.
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ReplyDeleteCheers. xx Toby.