I’ve been on vacation for most of the past week, staying in a guesthouse in Mark, Somerset and cycling a lot.
I’m well aware that I have a shiny new job starting in September, and I didn’t want to miss too many days of practice. So I rang up the local vicar to ask if I could use the organ in Mark Church. I’m glad I did; it’s a lovely instrument in many ways and I spent a few hours on Wednesday morning playing, as well as a bit of time on Thursday. I don’t think the organ has the range of tone colour that the one at St Andrew’s has, and I’m accustomed to three manuals rather than two and a greater range of pedal stops, but the blowers were much quieter (probably on account of not being broken) and — this was exciting — all the notes work. It’s being kept in reasonably good tune, too.
Yesterday was back to work, of a sort — I was playing serpent with the London Gallery Quire at a wedding in the afternoon, and then again in the ceilidh band in the evening at the reception. The wedding itself was very long, with a range of liturgy and music that showed a fair portion of the breadth of the Church of England. After the wedding some Quire members had kindly arranged a lunch, which was very much appreciated, especially by those of us going on to play in the band. Playing the ceilidh was good fun — I’d like to do more of that sort of work — but it did mean I got home after 1am!
Today, then, is for tidying, laundry, all the post-holiday stuff, so that tomorrow I can settle into a working routine again without tripping over myself. That’s the plan, anyway…