Saturday, 12 November 2016

Broken hallelujah

I was really pleased that we sang hallelujah at choir,  to mark Leonard Cohen 's death. one of the impressive things about our choir organisers is how they pull out appropriate songs at short notice.
My baby is heading to the big smoke on a weekend adventure with a friend and I'm a bit terrified. And proud. But mainly fearful, especially following the recent tram crash. We don't usually watch news whilst eating tea, but yesterday we did and I could barely swallow. I get too sad watching the news, that's exactly why we usually watch something more palatable.
It's been a really rubbish week and my shoulders are up around my ears with stress and sadness. the plan to address this involves community,  drumming,  friends over for a curry later and singing tomorrow. I hope you too have much loveliness on the agenda.

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