Hitting my snooze button for the third time this morning (schools are on holiday so easier to get to work!) and listening to the Local Radio, I suddenly heard the mention of my old Regiment and a the band that played the Fanfare for the Queen Mum, opening a new Theatre. This was in 1976 and I never realised that they had a recording of it.
I shot out of bed (unheard of, on any morning) and put my ear to the radio (well next doors radio as I can't afford one and I have to listen through the wall) and heard myself playing in the Fanfare Team from over 35 years ago.
I could not resist texting the programme with a story about that day.
While we were on the Balcony awaiting the Queen Mum's arrival the orchestra down below were in the Bar. They did not realise that she was running ahead of schedule and suddenly a stampede of musicians came vaulting over the stands to get to their seats!!! some still clutching a glass of the amber nectar??
They just managed to strike up with the National Anthem just as we finished the Fanfare.
On the way to work my mobile rang. Hands free of course!!
It was the local radio asking if I would go on and talk about that day? I can't remember what happened yesterday, never mind over 30 years ago.
I turned into a lay by (not me, the car!) and waited to go on and speak to the presenter. Before that though, he spoke to me while a piece of music was playing and asked me a strange question.
'Are you running for local Council' he asked?
No, I am running late for work, I said.
So the story was related and then I had to break all speed limits to get to work on time. Good fun though.
Enjoyed the blow last night, although I must be getting old, as it seemed very loud?
Very busy at work today and just how I like it. The time whizzed past and can only bring the weekend quicker.
Is that called wishing your life away? Or looking forward to free time?
On the way to work my mobile rang. Hands free of course!!
It was the local radio asking if I would go on and talk about that day? I can't remember what happened yesterday, never mind over 30 years ago.
I turned into a lay by (not me, the car!) and waited to go on and speak to the presenter. Before that though, he spoke to me while a piece of music was playing and asked me a strange question.
'Are you running for local Council' he asked?
No, I am running late for work, I said.
So the story was related and then I had to break all speed limits to get to work on time. Good fun though.
Enjoyed the blow last night, although I must be getting old, as it seemed very loud?
Very busy at work today and just how I like it. The time whizzed past and can only bring the weekend quicker.
Is that called wishing your life away? Or looking forward to free time?
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