The Circle Game

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game...


The Choir Director has just sent our programme for our concert this week in a well-known local restaurant.      The point of the Joni Mitchell inspired philosophising is that this is our last appearance for the season, and rehearsals end.    Beyond stretches the summer, when all is different.    Until the next season.....

(May I quickly point out that I am not the John listed for Harry Lauder renditions!)