Chez Michel

Blipping seems to have been very hard the last few days -- I'm definitely going through an uninspired patch. Usually I flick through the photos have taken and find at least one or two that give me a good enough feeling to be worthy of a blip. Tonight I got home at 11:30 pm and spent 20 minutes flipping through the half dozen photos that remained from my mass deleting session without feeling enthusiastic about any of them. Cat: nope. Dinner: nope. Wisteria: nope. Vine (again): nope. Then I got even more fed up when I saw what beautiful photos my blipmates had posted!

So, this is a corner of our friend Michel's living room, because I like the muted shades and soft light. We called in to see him for an apero and a chat before heading into Lézignan to see Kinshasa Symphony. It was a bit long, but as a choral singer myself I empathised with the joy the musicians felt when they were making music together. It's a great way of shedding everyday cares. Quite apart from the amazing results they achieved against the odds. I'd like some of those basses in our choir.