Good Morning my dear and how are you today? I’ve now recovered my equilibrium and gained my second wind in readiness for Round Two of this Talent Contest. Yes, I know the heading of today’s wittering sounds a little dramatic. It’s just how I currently feel after spending an hour of my life in the day-lounge earlier. Well, OK, perhaps not, the world, that’s expecting rather too much from a silly old woman. I would like to teach some folk to sing – from the rehearsals I had the misfortune to hear this morning, some of the adults taking part in the re-arranged Talent Contest being held on Saturday week, can’t hold a tune. Well, certainly not the one they are attempting – or the one that the accompanist is valiantly playing.
We have a total of seventeen acts which are due to perform next week and I’ve only heard four of them up to now. I know that’s a rather small percentage to form a decent opinion, but if you had been there – well, suffice to say, you were very fortunate to have missed that pleasure!
I know I’m sounding rather grumpy again, but I don’t understand why apparently sensible adults without any discernible talent would decide they really wanted to perform in front of quite a large audience. I accept they will probably have support from family and friends, but even so, nerves can play a big part in a performance and if folk are under-rehearsed and only have a modicum of talent it could well prove to be a recipe for disaster.
However, my dear none of this is my problem. I did what I could to salvage the contest with the children on Monday evening – and they really did very well. Their teachers had obviously ensured that they knew all the words and had encouraged them to smile. It was slightly off-putting to see several children waving madly at their parents while speaking in a stage whisper “did you see my mummy and daddy”? Of course it ricocheted round until half the children on the stage were waving to mum and dad!! I did my best to usher them from the stage as quickly as possible, but the next act had obviously seen them waving, and they started to follow suit.
Eventually I sorted it out by saying to the children as soon as they walked up on stage – “would you like to wave to your parents before you sing?” which seemed to settle them all down. To be honest the children were very well behaved and sang quite sweetly. I think they enjoyed themselves and after each group of children had sung their piece they went back to sit in the audience so they could listen to the other children.
After the interlude it was the turn of the older children. We had a little bit of variety here with a couple of magicians, a violinist, pianist and even two children playing a duet on recorders. They were all quite good and the audience appreciated the change from the singing sand applauded them enthusiastically.
Gordon swanned around during the evening accepting the praise for his organisational skills. I didn’t say anything, but he did have the grace to say “it was a joint effort” – he didn’t say with whom though! I really couldn’t be bothered about taking the plaudits, I was just grateful that there didn’t seem to be any hiccups during the evening. Goodness knows what would have happened if Gordon had pressed the fire alarm – that really doesn’t bare thinking about, but it still comes back into my mind when I’m sitting quietly.
We’ve had to have some more posters made which just gives the date of the next performance and explains that no more entries are being accepted. It does say that we’d love to see them in the audience and there will be tea, biscuits and plenty of raffle prizes available. We’ve had to ask around for more raffle prizes, and our local businesses have been very generous.
I think that brings you up to date with what happened on Monday evening. I’m sure you are really looking forward to hearing about the event itself! Yes, my dear, you will hear all about it, whether you want to or not.
Now I need to cook myself a meal today; the past couple of days have been rather hectic and I’ve just had little snacks of cheese and crackers. I think I fancy an omelette for lunch – perhaps with sliced mushrooms and cheese. Yes, that would be really lovely, so I better get a move on. As Always –
With Love – Jan xx