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A Tale with a Twist!

I looked through my brochure and made a mental note ....
Oct 28th, Crooked Spire Church,
"a sizzling night of driving Irish dance tunes,
hot jazz stompers 
achingly beautiful Celtic music".

I booked at the box office
pointed to the page and
quickly laid the tickets away in my bag. 
I looked forward to the evening
we dined ....
we talked ....
I took pics in the churchyard,
a beautiful haunting evening close to 
All Hallows Eve.
We entered the church ...
led to our seats ...
lights were dimmed ...
atmosphere and ambiance
as anticipated ...
and then .... 
the musicians; violin, flute, harpsichord?!?
'Well it is Irish' I thought,
out came the music sheets,
Bach's Preludes, Vivaldi's Sonata ?!?

The music commenced,
I looked at 'my love' 
he seemed to be in the 'moment',
I sat through the first 'movement'
thinking 'it's going to get a bit more livelier later'!

I sat through the second 'movement' thinking
'no Irish music I've heard is referred to as a 'movement',
but what do I know?

Interval time came,
I turned to 'my love' and asked 
"are you enjoying it?"
I could tell by the bemused look on his face, he wasn't sure!!!

"It's not what I thought" he said,
 I agreed,
"shall we make a dash for it?"

.... consulting the brochure later on, it read
Thursday 28th October Maire Ni Chathasaigh
Friday 29th October Fiori Musicali 

I ask you? 

Was it all double dutch,
a 'senior moment',
or the woman in the [] office


Charlotte said…
I think it was an amazing opportunity to take those beautiful pictures of Chesterfield's amazing Crooked Spire and to share the humourous side to human nature with us all.
Noelle Renee said…
Great story, Sue. I love the irony. Beautiful photos. The opportunity was clear. Love it!
jo©o said…
I would have thanked my lucky stars and stayed on.
How restful and soothing, a bit of unanticipated culture :-)
foxysue said…
joco, it's true, sometimes you could see it that way!

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