Archives for posts with tag: choir

Singing a feminist march song at choir.

Third date with Sean. More kissing. Lots more kissing.

The painting of a vulva done by a 13 year old, after she’d seen my Instagram.

Deciding to walk through the park on the way to work.

Choir. Still got no idea what I’m doing but I enjoy it.

A fun date with Kulbinder.

My new phone background.

Singing. Choir.

Impromptu Yard Sale pizza with Jonny for dinner.

Making sure I walked back through the park in the sun at lunchtime.

Choir. Once I got over Paul being next to me.

A tiny chat me, Adam and Libby had at the break out table. And sort of when Andrew came over. For a bit.

Work choir. Singing and Jin.

Meeting Meredith. I feel a bit giddy.

And she gave me my very own vulva bowl!

A delicious French bread breakfast full of fruit, thanks to Alec.

A lovely calming art gallery. With some amazing huge lead books.

The male choir singing in the sauna. Also the sauna. And jumping in the bucket of ice water. Twice.

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A Muji trip for all the frosted plastic essentials.
Watching the VoiceLab choir perform with the refugee choir and Guy Garvey for the end of Meltdown Festival. So moving and so fantastic.
I went for a bloody run! Well, more of a jog. And it wasn’t that difficult. So proud of myself.

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A moment of madness in the toilet
Promise by Ben Howard. Sung by the London Contemporary Choir. In Wilton’s Music Hall. Whilst blindfolded. Raising money for the Royal London Society for the Blind. So amazing. Especially after I’d listened to it really loud this morning. Such a beautiful song with perfect memories.
Imogen Heap. Such a fantastic singer. Plus she touched me. The last song gave me goosebumps.
(And also the Destiny’s Child remix by the London Contemporary Choir. I loved how they just appeared around us. So brilliant and you felt so in the music.)