yesterday i went out for a social event which i have not done for a long time, not since the pandemic started, Shire Choir, which i go to every Tuesday evening in Shire Hall, the council office for Shropshire, with Roxanne Smith Choir leader extradinaire, it was a great event.
My dear friend Cathy and her trusty sidekick Bailey, her little dog, picked me and Polly Doodle Guide Doggie up and off we went. The field was only small where we had arranged to meet and home to four cows as it happens and several cow pats of course, to boot! Yes mind you dont stick your boot in one of them! Polly my Guide Dog was overwhelmed by the smell, i guess, she howled silently in a high pitched tone.
It was so nice to see more than two human beings at once! Roxanne stood in the middle with her microphone and trying to avoid the cow pats conducted us as she did best into a lovely choral interlude to our normally confined day. We more than compensated for the social distancing measure, as we were all somewhat overwhelmed at the experience i guess, especially as the cows were nudging their way into the centre and wondering what was going on. Well they didnt stay long and after having a nose round some plastic bags and the bikes they headed off to the next field.
We sang our hearts out and had a laugh about avoiding the cow pats and it was great to be singing again with the lovely folks from the Shire Choir. The cows never did come back whilst we were there so guess singing isnt their taste of entertainment!
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