It has been extremely frenetic since my last post; my day job demanded 40 Victorian Christmas melodrama sessions in ten days and my freelance work involved time travelling back and forth through all three characters' eras several times. I worked out I had sung the carol 'I Saw Three Ships' over 100 times. I've gone off it a bit.
In between all this work, my hobby -singing- enabled me to perform with my group, The Upper Octave, at the prestigious Holkham Hall Christmas event, which attracted around 3000 visitors, and also at the smaller scale, but fully-booked, Gressenhall Victorian Family Christmas event, on consecutive December weekends. The discerning folk at Holkham have invited us back next year...
Last week my final paid performance, at a WI Christmas party, hung in the balance because my already tired voice also came under assault from the inevitable winter coldy/fluey virus. Luckily my friend and Octave colleague, Joan, came to the rescue. She sang the high notes and I growled away at the bottom, so cancellation was narrowly avoided.
On Friday at Gressenhall we welcomed Steve Miller, our new Head of Museums, to our annual staff and volunteers party. I was due to take part in the traditional staff panto but alas, alack! My overworked voice had finally succumbed, given up and taken to its bed. I assumed the role of official panto photographer and there was some hasty re-casting among the curators.
Love and thanks to all who have supported, aided and abetted me in my work and hobbies this year. Merry Christmas, and see you again in 2014!