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December 24, 2008
Send for the wailing women.
So there we were at Matins with the Rector still shaky after his surplice incident at Christingle. He was preaching from Jeremiah and 'send for the wailing women' seemed to be asking for trouble, which Jeremiah certainly had in no small measure. Sure enough the following Sunday was the Carol Service. How the wailing women love a descant! 'The celestial choir in hymns of joy unknown before conspire...' well, they weren't really unknown, we sing the same ones most years and to be frank, the choir aren't that celestial this December. Shrill Mistress Tomas conducted and coaxed.
Young Weasly Sprogget usually sings the opening verse of 'Once in Royal' but his pustules were uncommonly lurid and there was that much shrinking away of folk as he lurched through the lych gate that old Eb Thrackett took matters into his own hands and saw him of with a hazel switch.
The Knights took positions in the front pews which wasn't ideal for the school children hidden behind all that plate armour.They had rehearsed a sweet carol with Miss Chalk.
Freddie Mac and Fanny May who joined the school this Michaelmas, haven't really achieved very much in the classroom but sing like little angels. The tenors were thin but Master Robin Gaybody was still sporting the goatee beard he grew for the last miracle play and the rat catcher had scrubbed up and must have learned a thing or two from his inset day on 'Pied Piper Awareness'.
Sir Vis Provider was so embarrassed to come in lustily with the sopranos part in O Come all Ye Faithful. Even drab Pam sniggered. Sir Ramic Tiles took the collection and Mr Kipling helped Mrs Minchin serve stewed bun and figgy ale before were went out still reeling with festive bells and hollied hearts into the starry night.
Gwen the one eyed widow met me at the Jolly Ditcher for a gin and it.
Posted by Martha at December 24, 2008 05:17 PM