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Date: 19 April 2009 21:04:48
Low Sunday is meant to be very quiet and boring after the feel-good pageantry of Easter. But it was impossible to be bored when the organ decided to play up in spectacular fashion. The first very loud raspberry sounded just as the vicar climbed up into the pulpit to preach - good timing, or what? And another one sounded just as the vicar announced the Peace. We wished each other 'Peace be with you' whilst dissolving into fits of giggles as anything less peaceful was hard to imagine. Fortunately, the organist was able to climb inside the organ casing during the spoken parts of the Eucharistic Prayer and - at least temporarily - sort out the problem. A cipher on the Tuba was to blame, and explained the indiscreet noise. All was well for the anthem (Rutter's 'Gaelic Blessing', commonly known as 'Garlic Dressing') as I don't think we could have sung it with a straight face had the noise started up again. As soon as the service ended, we packed up our robes and headed off on a coach to Bovey Tracey, on the other side of the moor, to sing at the previous vicar's son's wedding. It was a day of glorious sunshine and catching up with friends and the singing of a fiendish anthem, 'Agnus Dei' by Lauridsen (sung Full, Quartet, Full). It was probably just as well we drank the 'Chucklehead' cider after the singing and not before - it was gurt strong stuff!