So four performances have come and gone: Brettenham, Sporle, Stapleford and Fring, with the ensemble sounding more cohesive each time. There will hopefully be at least two more, in Wells and Kings Lynn, when the weather warms up the churches again in the spring, along with a recording session sometime in the new year. And here’s hoping the King Lynn Festival Too comes through as promised next June.

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And so, ten months on, none of this came to pass. The coming of the Covid lockdown meant that the recording was canceled, all the gigs in the Spring are postponed till who know when, assuming the venues survive? I’ve been lucky, the Festival I was meant to curate still resulted in some work, namely a piece with a choreographer, and another with a virtual choir, along with various bits and bobs and a gallery installation to beaver away at.

Things have gotten somewhat beardy in the meantime, but one carries on.