Have been diagnosed with viral laryngitis and signed off work for a week (that'll be a new experience for me) so I have had to pull out of concert tonight. Haven't missed a performance through illness since 1995.
Rather than dwell on this negative, thought I would accentuate the positive and list ten magic moments of singing with The Manchester Chorale (I was going to do five, but I couldn't narrow it down):
1. Singing with Jose Carreras in Sheffield Arena (yes, really)
2. Singing with Pavarotti in Manchester's NYNEX Arena (yes, really)
3. Recording 'Songs of Praise' in the Power House of the Science Museum
4. Singing live on BBC GMR in the foyer of The Midland Hotel (the poshest hotel in Manchester where all the celebrities stay) and seeing the bemused looks on various famous peoples' faces
5. Trudging through muddy fields in the dark to do a concert in the ruins of Fountain's Abbey (no-one told us we'd need a torch to find the venue)
6. Singing in the Sunday Mass at Notre Dame, Paris (yes, really)
7. Getting snowed in in Buxton during the filming of Sainsbury's Choir of the Year Competition and preparing to spend the night on the floor of the ballroom in the Palace Hotel (luckily snow ploughs made a way out in the evening)
8. Seeing myself on 'The South Bank Show' having no idea that the concert with Russell Watson had been recorded (I was the soprano over his right shoulder singing 'Barcelona' a la Monserrat Caballe)
9. Performing the world premiere of 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - the Opera'. Members of the orchestra walked out in rehearsals refusing to play it and the audience walked out in droves during the performance. It was one night only. It was so bad, it was funny. The only line I remember is 'bucket, bucket, Charlie Bucket, bucket'!
10. Dressing as Elvis to do 'The Shane Richie Experience' (crazy, but true)
Well, that has cheered me up. Especially Fountain's Abbey; it was so funny seeing forty odd choir members in uniform wandering the fields looking for ruins! And then my partner in crime, Jules, and I getting lost on the way home and heading for Newcastle instead of Manchester (we do that a lot)!