Newchurch Ladies Choir

Why am I writing about Newchurch Ladies choir ? Moved- thats what I am. On the island, few interactions I have, can be classified as such. Landscape, sunset the sea perhaps but people- Nah!! Very few and far between.

It so happened that my 13 year old daughter's ( Dhyana) prowess in playing the recorder spread around a bit on the island. So an excited teacher called me to ask if Dhyana would play. Daughter got quite giddy with the knowledge that she was actually scouted and asked to play a solo- she still thinks there were talent scouts present. Poor girl, I won't break her bubble.

So, on Tuesday 8th April we trundled to this small village in the middle of nowhere. The only church in the village, beautiful and old filled with history and with all the pew chairs occupied by benevolent looking folk. An over full church it was- brimming with energy and bonhomie. Average age- 60.

Dhyana's teacher nudged me and whispered, "we are youngest here"! Never mind I thought. The folk there seemed to have more energy than I did.

The evening started with the wonderful Newchurch Ladies Choir. Conducted by the 85 year old amazing woman.... must find her name. The choir members were full of energy and enthusiasm even though some seemed so physically feeble that they sat on chairs. Led by the vibrant conductor the evening was harmony.

So what was so moving? Listening to women in obvious states of physical discomfort come together with such joy and harmony was an experience in fortitude. Smiling, embracing life with all its hiccups and showing such camaraderie in a world so full of hostilities was moving. The history of the church, the general ambience ensconced us in a secure and comforting space. Need I say more. I loved being there!!