Friday, 20 December 2013

Silent night

I found myself on a dark road singing along to Silent Night on the way to the station to pick up T after another welcome back from university pub night. It is strange to be looking at the non-existent conductor's eyes as I am driving along. Choir singing is so exact, the breath held right over the lines if there is no comma, the endings all made together and the words held right up and ahead of me, so I barely move my eyes from the lines to looking at the others.

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