Well it’s all been a bit ‘on the go’ these past couple of days, despite the temperature which must be in the high 30s, though feels cooler when the breeze blows.
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Did some singing work on Wednesday night, not me you understand, I was only accompanying a friend who wants to practice with her voice. That took me back to the old days when I did audition coaching with folk trying to get into West End shows and the like, years ago when I was in London. But it’s funny how certain things come back to you, though I can’t remember half of the exercises and things I was taught when I did have singing lessons. Now there’s a story…
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The morning light on the hills[/caption]
I used to go to a guy called Neil (no, not that Neil) who lived over in Lancaster Gate. He was one of those people you would love to smack; a trained solicitor and starting work as a barrister, a trained opera singer who could (and did) hop on a plane to go and cover for someone in Milan when some company needed the loan of a tenor, spoke several languages and was nearly all grown up at 25 years old. I was living in East London so it was a trek, after work, but worth it. It all went well and we worked on my voice for about two years. He was leading me towards lieder singing as he said I had a good voice for German arias. I wondered if that was like having a good face for radio, but he had faith in me.
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A one eyed cat doing it's pre-ballet class stretches[/caption]
However, I stopped the lessons for a couple of reasons mainly work related, but was starting to get a bit nervous about them when he told me he had new neighbours. “I’ll just close the doors,” he said, pulling the patio doors to one summer’s day. “Kiri will be warming up in a moment and we don’t want to listen to that
.” That kind of takes the fun out of singing lessons, knowing you’ve got Kiri Te Kanawa listening to your every screech as she takes her herbal on the terrace three feet away.
So, I did what I could, with the singing practice I mean, and then watered the garden; I can do that now the pump is mended. Mind you, the new flush in the toilet has now stopped working properly so that needs investigating again. And then, on Thursday, we headed off down to Pedi for a morning swim. We always see George Taxi there in the morning, getting his boat washed down and prepped for the day, he usually arrives just after us. We set off a few minutes late yesterday for one reason or another, so he was already there by the time we arrived. We waved, ‘You’re very late’ he chided in the tone of a disgruntled school teacher. We will have to have a note next time. Anyway, nice swim, nice walk back up where I tried to get images of the light on the hills at sunrise, and then to work.
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A happy Jack Cat under the desk[/caption]
Only to find the OTE, our internet and email provider, had blocked our email account because their server had been sending out spam in our name. So, 20 minutes on the phone and we changed the login details and now I have to wait for their ‘abuse’ team to call me so I can explain myself, which all sounds rather frightening, especially as it is your server chaps, actually, and nothing to do with me. So, if you use our .otener.gr email, you might like to use our symidream one instead, for home it is mail @ Symidream.com (no gaps of course), at least until we have it sorted out. But, all being well and with no more water/toilet flush problems, no Kiwi opera divas moving in next door, and with permission to be late for our swim, Friday I hope, will be a smoother day. Oh, and Kalo Mina to you too!