It was debatable whether we were going to have any alcohol on Sunday - though it was quite a short debate. We spent the weekend in Leicester with Rachael, which involved lots of red wine on Saturday night as we moved between drinking establishments through the perishing cold. It was a wonderful evening, but resulted in a 36 hour headache for Claire and a feeling of jadedness for me. Still, a couple of glasses of elderflower wine to a pasta bake helped things along.
We finished the bottle tonight after a WYSO rehearsal. Our concert is in less than a month, is child-friendly and animal themed. We are playing an arrangement of 'Old MacDonald' (my cow impressions on the bassoon are a highlight), Carnival of the Animals, and 'Peter & the Wolf'. I make a particularly bad-tempered Grandfather. Tonight the narrator came and he has the best sort of Yorkshire accent.