Yes, in the end, Saturday was a good day. The church was cold, but we’d brought lots of warm clothes, hats and gloves as we’d expected it and there were regular breaks for coffee to warm us up. The acoustics in the church were glorious (the frescoes weren’t bad either!) and we were stunned the first time they played back one of the recordings to us: We sounded like the Choir of King’s College! There were the usual problems of recording in a venue like this – aeroplanes flying overhead, motorbikes driving nearby, even the damper peddle on the piano making a thudding – but they didn’t spoil too many takes and we got through the five pieces that need the ‘churchy’ acoustic in the seven hours we spent there.
After the recording we took the tube back down to
The party was busy right from the start. We got there about 7:30 and the place was already packed. There was cabaret provided by a few volunteers: a bit of a bizarre stand-up routine (read from a script), but followed by a visit from the always popular Mentl Plotkin (a drag Jewish grandmother with some unusual hobbies.) The last act was a magic act which was also very good.
After the cabaret, and a chance to refill our glasses, were the Chorus awards. (I don’t have any of the categories or winners to hand just now, but they’ll be emailed to me later in the day so I will update this post with the highlights.)
Once the awards were done, it was down to regular partying. Brett loves to dance and I don’t, so usually he hits the dance floor and I wander around with my camera taking all of the candid/casual shots that people love after the event. There was also a fair amount of mingling done, as you don’t often get much of a chance to catch up with people outside of your voice part at rehearsals.
We didn’t stay very late (we were home a little after midnight) but I still had to help Brett get to bed – although he doesn’t seem to be suffering for it this morning.
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