Weddings – I seem to remember from distant (!) days at St. Mike’s were supposed to be the showcase for the best of what happens in church – this is a particularly painful memory when drawling out ‘Give me oil in my lamp’ with perhaps four or five other strong singers (congregation of about 150) I guess it is not only the terraces that have lost the art of singing. Perhaps for my first wedding ‘solo’ I should invite the Welsh chapel congregation to bolster the voice.
It is really hard to muster a good spirit of a joyous occasion, not necessarily with alcohol, when no-one sings. Especially when those songs are ones which everyone and their Gran grew up with. Perhaps the Welsh plan to get the terraces singing again needs to be enlarged to occasional office congregations!