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By doli

Blurry Sunday

After too many photos yesterday, hardly any today. Just a quiet dinner with Mr D.

Yesterday was too exciting - after tree planting and the Wine & Food festival (I just had a beer), went home to transform myself into something from 1912 for the Titanic Ball at the historic Carrington Hotel in Katoomba.
We weren't guests - more in the nature of 'hired help' in that we were part of the entertainment. When I say "we", I mean the Very Small Choir, or most of us. We togged up in what we could make look, if not authentically fashionable 1912, at least not too far off. (I was able to more or less get my hair into that puffy Edwardian 'do' - drop-dead gorgeous I was!) The boys looked adorable in their dinner suits.
For once, we had plenty of time - meeting to rehearse at Colin's place (being the closest to the eventual destination), then found, once we got there, that we still had plenty of time to rehearse again in "the Chifley Room" (a charming little private dining/meeting room, next to the ball room, where they stash the musicians when they're not 'on').
The dining room was full of people who'd paid a lot of money to eat a nine course dinner, with all the trimmings, in an antique dining room. It all looked gorgeous and the "wait staff' were flat out.
We were on after the string trio. We've sung there before and it's tricky. The acoustic is such that one end of the group can't really hear the other end, so we have to be sure we're absolutely in tune from the start, because there's not much chance of fixing it once we get going. Since we work without a conductor, we also have to be very aware of what each other are doing so we don't get out of time with each other either. Evidently we pulled it off...
Our loyal groupie Rob took some snaps with my pocket camera, but they're not much good really - the light was very low and mostly coming from behind us - otherwise I would have blipped one yesterday (we were all that gorgeous!).

We sang three, vaguely Titanic-related songs. See if you can guess what they were (one is really obvious)...

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