Singing, and lunch out
On Sunday evening our choir sang “Olivet to Calvary” at a local church. It’s a gorgeous piece, and I so enjoyed singing it. In fact, I decided I like it so much that I downloaded it from iTunes. Not that our production was quite up to that standard, but what the heck.
Today I drove back to the old patch to have lunch with my former rural dean. We always got on well together and since I left, have met two or three times for lunch. He took me to a little local pub/restaurant, tucked away where no one could find it, and had a fabulous meal. But the place is so hidden that there was only one other couple there. Such a pity when the food is excellent.
We had a long mardle (good old Norfolk word for chat) and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. He’s coming up to me next time (in June) and I plan to take him to the pink place. It’s not actually called that, but it is pink and they have a conservatory, where you can look over the animals in the next field as you eat. All very rural and typically Norfolk.
Meanwhile Ed and I are actually playing golf together tomorrow – this is a rarity – so I’m looking forward to that. Naturally rain is forecast…