Jun 25, 2010 16:54
My time in Ely was quite pleasant. It's a very small little place with a massive cathedral in the middle of it. I could easily transport myself back to a time in the middle ages when that would have been the major focus of the town. Our concert went well; no major bloopers and we had a decent sized audience. We sang in the Lady Chapel which was well lit and also meant that it got rather hot, as opposed to the rest of the cathedral which was quite cool. Especially for me, being as cold-natured as I am, I'm really not used to the sensation of sweat running down the back of my thighs. I should probably mention that we're singing in our cassocks and cottas on top of other clothes, hence making us even warmer.
Now we're in York, having had a mid-day several hours at Lincoln cathedral. While in the medieval town, I found a fabulous used book store and found a perfect gift for a friend. :) She won't get it until I return. Since I'm not spending that much time online, I'm going to disable comments, but I'm glad that any of you reading this are with me. I'll hope to download and resize a few pics and post them as well.
The bad element: I slept like crap last night and also woke up feeling as though I'd been swallowing razor blades. I've been trying to pretend all day that it wasn't happening and that I'll be all well instantly. Instead, I'm now congested, but will hopefully get a decent night's sleep, take some ibuprofin, and stay hydrated. We have a concert tomorrow morning at 10:30 at Durham, which means that we have to leave at 7:30 a.m. AUGH!
sick,
u.k. trip,
singing