Yesterday, seeing as I have only 101 things to do at the moment (as opposed to my usual 1001 - no wait, that's Arabian nights - 1 000 001 is more like it), I decided, in true self-sacrificial style, to give up my Saturday for the greater good that is my life at the moment - my job - and go attend a choral reading day at Somerville House. It was surprisingly good - firstly, because it gave me a good chance to catch up with my good friend Sue whom I haven't seen in like, 10 years - and secondly, because we did sing through some good repertoire which I may be able to use for my choir - if I can figure out the procedures for ordering stuff, that is.
The only downer of the day was, that unlike in years gone by when I used to go on these sorts of things, when they used to give you a copy of the sample music to take home and 'review' later (aka copy as many as you want and hope not to get caught by copyright laws) - now they don't do that. So you have to make your mind up there and then, or take very good, very detailed notes - and then order the minimum required 5 copies or whatever it is from the display stands at the venue.
Alas, I was so busy attending one of the optional extra workshops, led by some fella who kept going on about 'boomwhackers', which as far as I can make out, seem to be a heap of pipes you whack on the ground to make a noise (see my blog entry about the RFH), that I was running late to get back to the trade display - and they were packing up when I got there. This meant I had to hurriedly put in my order, and I'm sure I got some of it a bit wrong. Oh well. Time will tell, when my order eventually arrives and I find I have 10 copies of Fields of Gold for TTBB or something - very helpful for a girl's school choir...
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