Thursday 17 September 2009

We're still here!

Afternoon blog fans. Many apologies for the distinct lack of posts over the past couple of weeks. I have been gallivanting around Britain and beyond, and I am the only literate member of Rudsambee - I joke of course, we have a disproportionate amount of clever clogs in our ranks.

So what's been happening? Well, we had a jolly night yesterday which began well for the blogstress as Marks and Spencers had a decent sandwich selection. The whole evening was considerably improved by Rach's warm-up which was loosely based on Silly Noises to Keep Babies Happy: volume one, concluding with The Grand old Duke of York. Some members of Rudsambee (who shall remain nameless) have some trouble with leaving out the 'ups'. Silly billies!

We moved next door (to the next room not, sadly, round to the Wexlers' long-suffering neighbours who, undoubtedly, spend Wednesday nights lying in a darkened room with aspirin and a cool flannel...or enjoying the dulcet tones of the Rudsambeelets of course) but to the music room (how grand!) and grouped around the piano a la the Waltons. We spent the evening note-bashing a song that Douglas wants at his wedding (it is next May - never let it be said that the Rudsambeelets arrive at a performance unprepared!) and the Lullaby Carol which is pretty but tough - like an alto. The latter is our first proper piece of Christmas music but, since there are no bells and, most importantly no mention of snow or any other Betinis seasonal cliche, we can get away with it in September.

Both began to sound like real pieces of music and Maestro Boy looked suitably smug and proud in equal measure. The wedding song contains a '//' which apparently signifies a wee break, but the Rudsambeelets decided that it represented a chance to go for a quick cuppa, reflect on the thought-provoking sentiment, and then return for the final phrase. What larks!

We had a Margot-free night which pleased many Rudsambeelets who have this wee French (some strange language anyways) ditty on the brain almost constantly. We did run through Dormi Jesu though, which is also beginning to sound very pleasant.

So as term begins, many of the Rudsambeelets are sinking 'neath a sea of paper/work/stressing students/study but all are in good spirits and looking forward to the run-down to Christmas. However we do have a concert before then in the Kingdom (no really it is, check out the sign) of Fife in October, which should be jolly. More on that at a later date.

Hope all have a brillig week.
Until next time
CSW

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