Last night we had the annual St James Choir pub crawl, cunningly disguised as going carol singing.
As in previous years we started off at Warren Lodge, the local old peoples home, where we sang a few carols for the residents. However from there we moved on to the Queens Oak pub, and finished off at the Greyhound down in the village.
Things proved rather interesting when we got to the Queens Oak, as it was absolutely packed – more so than usual. Beth and myself arrived first, and met the son of the landlady, and then by the landlady herself, both of whom apologised because they had had a group of builders in drinking since lunchtime, who by 8 o’clock were more than a bit merry. I think she also apologised to Rev Richard when he arrived too. As a result, they took the choir in through one of the other doors, and the landlady stood between the builders at the bar, and the kids in the choir. However, much to the embarassment of Kate, who until last year was head choirister, it turned out that the builders were from her Dad’s building firm, so she knew every single one of them. He seemed pretty sober, and knew many of the kids in the choir too, so I suspect that there wasn’t too much of a problem.
Anyway, from there we moved on to the Greyhound, which was somewhat less packed than the Queens Oak – indeed it seemed that a good deal of the people there were people from the church who had come to hear us.
It has to be said that it did seem to take a rather long time before we actually got any singing done at the Greyhound, in fact most of the gentlemen of the choir had time to finish a round of drinks before we started singing… (Or maybe that was the reason it took a while…)