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Date: 30 January 2005 23:11:26
"A proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot." Then try singing it...up and down the scale. "Proper cup of coffee...proper cup of coffee... popper pup of coffee...popup cup of coffeeeeeeeeeek!" :( Drinking at least 3 glasses of wine beforehand does ease one's enunciation so. And pray that the chicken korma from Mstr Miff's 15th birthday lunch earlier stays down. Talk about "...and when Joseph graced the scene; his brothers turned a shade of green..." - I've a fellow feeling with them, I can tell you. And as for co-ordinating all those "ah...ahhhs" whilst bobbing and swaying like a maniac, I'm one worn out Miffy. Yes, Sunday afternoon is" Joseph" rehearsal time from now on in until mid May by which time of course, we will all be quite, quite perfect. (Some might beg to differ on that last statement.) I try and sing along with the CD (Jason Donovan version) at home, and poor Mr Miff is starting to wake up in the middle of the night with " and red, and yellow and green and violet " and other catchy little ditties swirling round in his brain. Heaven help him if he should ever come out with " I look handsome..." The responding "ah ahhh ahh!!!!" from yours truly might get the neighbours seriously worried about the goings-ons in our household.
After such energetic warbling, the evening communion service came as a bit of a culture shock. But after a while, I began to appreciate the calm and the familiarity of the old words. No twiddly bits, no 'worship' slot, time to think, and of course , trad hymns, some of which I don't think we've sung at morning services for years. "The Church's One Foundation," Love Divine," "Blessed are the Pure in Heart," and best of all, "All my hope on God is founded," a favourite of mine. Shame we couldn't import some of the energy of the morning congregation - at times it sounds as if you're singing solo apart from the choir. As I walked past the ahem..how shall we put it...rather more "sprit led" church near my home, it sounded as if the worship session at the special united churches service was in full swing. I smiled to myself and left them to it. It's good to be still every so often.