Actually, singing. There's a Brit chorus staying at my hotel (and also a contingent of U.S. military lads, an interesting mix, one lovely to listen to, one lovely to look at).
They really do say "quite right." I heard it.
I didn't know it was a chorus...I just knew the hotel was overrun by the English, until tonight the women were all in evening gowns and the men in tuxes and they all carried a black folder: clear choral clues. They were in town to do the Verdi Requiem
As the elevator disgourged them and me I wished them to have a good Dies Irae. They laughed. The English get my sense of humor. Maybe I'll be famous and appreciated there someday, the way Jerry Lewis is in France.
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