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December 3, 2012

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I used to play this tune on my recorder, and always loved it, though I'd never, ever heard it anywhere else. And, oddly, the father of one of my older son's friends was a counter-tenor. Gave us a bit of a surprise when he began his singing practice one day when we were there!

I envy you being able to sing well enough to perform in a choir. I love singing, and was in choirs when I was young, but now my voice is cracked and just awful!

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Thought for life

  • 'We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?' The House of Breath, William Goyen, 1975

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  • “He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.” ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

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