Does anyone else have fond memories of singing in Church?
I am thinking here of how it has now become near impossible for either my sister or myself to sit/stand beside very elderly, Mom in church. She has had a very loud, now very warbly high voice, which would wound any ear able to actually hear; which she cannot, it is apparent. Never mind, that we cannot help but go into peels of laughter.
The best day was when she was on her own beat entirely - leading the choir, at least 5 bars ahead of everyone else, and when the hymn ended, said, loudly for all to hear, "I don't know what's wrong with everyone singing so slow".
Hate - jealousy of stepson
Dread - pests in the attic
Shocking - sinkholes