




Owing to the snow and ice in December, our Christmas concert was delayed until the end of January. Fears that this would affect audience size were unfounded; a very respectable number turned out to hear us sing a varied programme which included Faure's Cantique to Racine, Phil Wood's Nocturne (a premiere), oh, and Rudolph...
Pictures from top: selling raffle tickets afterwards, Sue with a lovely red flower in her hair, Lindy, Stephanie with Sally-Ann and Bob Harwood (who manned the door), and Gill with Naomi.
Wearing red with black made us look very festive and proved a popular move with those tired of dreary old white and black which some feel makes us look like a bunch of tea room waitresses...