Did you go to our concert on Sunday? You didn’t? You missed a cracker! Don’t take my word for it, though. After all, I was playing (front desk flutes, you couldn’t miss me, I’m tall, old and male. Kind of marks one out). So I would say it was good, wouldn’t I? I joined after last year’s concert, so I’ve no way of telling how much better we were than last year. ( Do you notice how the ‘we’ slips easily in? They’re a very accepting group.)
Anyway, that’s enough about me. Comments which drifted across the chapel floor after the concert included…”the Mozart was really crisp… ” “… they seemed really at ease in the Elgar…” “…didn’t young Paddy do well…”. I have it from no less a person than Paddy’s Dad that “he (Paddy) owes it all to his mother’s genes.” Who am I to disagree, although I fancy there was a fair bit of nurture alongside the nature, and that doesn’t happen without Mum and Dad collaborating, does it? So, well done ‘Family Evans’, but especially Paddy, who looked us all in the eye, raised his baton, and took no prisoners.
The concert ran for about two hours playing time, (including applause; make that ninety minutes playing), and we played styles ranging from classical (Mozart) romantic (Schubert and Elgar), early 20th Century (Dukas and Warlock), film and TV scores( several of those), and some jazz pieces. Oh, and the Teddy Bears Picnic.
We were served cake and wine in the interval, an irresistible combination, and we all went home shortly after 9.30. Our audience were really nice and appreciative, but you expect that in Brackley, don’t you?
As you missed this concert (supposing you did), please, please make a date in your diary for the Apple Weekend at Sulgrave Manor, 9-10 October, when we will be performing on both days. You can’t afford to miss it, can you?
