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"In the bleak mid-winter, frosty wind made moan
Earth was hard as iron, water like a stone"
Words by Christina Rossetti
Tune by Gustav Holst.
Voted best carol in 2008 by various choir masters.
Derek’s New Year Message
Achieved is the Glorious Work
Well, I think that 9 December was a great day in the history
of HCS. To have been asked and to have delivered for such a
sparkling occasion is a ‘feather in our cap’. This
is what Brian Kay had to say:
It was such a special pleasure making
music with the HCS in Watford; a proud past-President given
the opportunity to conduct a choir in such terrific form. It
was the first time the BBC Concert Orchestra had agreed to a
choir taking part in that concert. They were delighted by your
contribution – as indeed was I. The singing was splendidly
tight and wonderfully committed and the sound was positively
thrilling! So – many thanks indeed for all your hard work
on behalf of the concert and my warmest thanks to everyone in
the choir for entering into the spirit of the occasion so totally.
I hope we can get together again some time and I hope too that
the BBC will want to involve you further.
With all good wishes to all….
The orchestra’s manager said:
A huge thank you to you (i.e. Derek –
ed) and the choir for such a marvellous performance on Tuesday
evening. I thought the standard of their singing was extremely
high – they sang beautifully and looked extremely smart.
Everything ran very smoothly (thank you for coping with the
less than professional dressing rooms!) and they were a joy
to work with.
I enjoyed being part of the audience for once
and felt very proud of HCS!
Having had a fun time last year (Creation, the band, the Purcell/Handel
programme), we start 2009 with the Requiem by Durufle.
Yes, it is a Requiem but also one of the best-loved pieces at
the core of the repertoire for a major choir. Probably most
often heard with just organ accompaniment, our performance will
be different – and rather special, of course! –
because we shall have a full orchestra.. On a rather lighter
note, we also have two pieces by Elgar. Pomp and Circumstance
No 4 has the typical ‘big tune’. The other
piece begins We are the music makers which seems appropriate
and there are several echoes of famous ‘Elgar moments’
sprinkled throughout. The text continues ……and
we are the dreamers of dreams. I hope you would agree that
HCS has had dreams and has fulfilled them by being adventurous
and innovative from time to time. Such
occasions have left many of us with vivid and treasured memories.
I do hope that spirit will be maintained and that HCS will continue
to evolve. I hope you enjoy this term’s activities –
including the workshop day on 28 Feb, of which more anon!
(Re those treasured memories, if you would like to share
them with the rest of us, please send them for inclusion in
the newsletter – ed)
Chairman Keith’s message
Welcome to our spring concert season.
I hope you all had a really good break and are fully refreshed
and ready for the new challenges that lie ahead. Reality is
often more complicated but I hope you have a great 2009.
Congratulations and our warmest best wishes
to Eric and Morna. How wonderfully romantic!
One of the pleasures of becoming chair of
HCS is that I get to hear from a lot of people about what they
think from the perspective of both choir and audience members.
Unsurprisingly, recently expressed views have varied considerably,
perhaps especially in response to proposed changes. Changing
things is never easy and there is always the danger that different
is not necessarily better. At least in relation to one aspect
of the Christmas concert at All Saints there seems to have been
pretty much a unanimous and very positive conclusion. It was
hugely enjoyable to see and hear the Bengeo School choir again.
HCS is, as I am sure you know, a Charitable
Trust. As such it enjoys many benefits, mainly of a financial
nature. For example, we derive considerable additional ‘free’
income from Gift Aided subscriptions. Many of the organisations
offering potential grants to Arts’ organisations will
accept applications only from registered charities. Money left
to the society in people’s wills has the added bonus of
not attracting inheritance tax, something from which we have
benefited considerably on a number of occasions.
But there is more to being a charity than
pecuniary advantage. One of the obligations of being a Trust
requires us to state our ‘legal objects’ as a choir.
Those for HCS set out our purpose as being to:
‘…improve members’ musical education and
to stimulate the general public’s education, interest
in, and awareness and appreciation of choral music...’
In seeking to achieve our overall purpose
our Trust Deeds set out a number of objectives. These include:
To continue to be an ‘all-comers’
choir…
To make choral singing accessible to as wide a cultural and
social spectrum as possible.
To attract and encourage new, particularly younger, members
to ensure the Society’s future and to ensure a well balanced
choir.
To investigate opportunities for local cross-arts collaboration.
My question is how well are we doing in relation
to these objectives? How accessible do we make ourselves across
a wide cultural and social spectrum? What opportunities do we
actually take to collaborate in local cross-arts? Although we
continue to be very successful in many ways, we are attracting
relatively few younger members and our age profile is steadily
rising. (Incidentally that appears to be true of our audiences
as well.) The traditional musical environment that many of us
grew up in no longer exists. Thirty plus years ago most churches
had thriving choirs. All Saints is now one of relatively few
parish churches with a thriving choir with membership drawn
from a wide age range, including boy choristers.
School choirs, often several in the same school,
were once fairly commonplace. The school day used to include
hymn singing in both music lessons and the daily act of collective
worship. Nowadays, choral singing, particularly in secondary
schools, is not the norm it once was and generally, where it
occurs, the content is no longer ‘traditional’.
At the same time, music is undoubtedly more
prevalent than ever - from the private soundtracks on MP3 players
to the relentless background music in almost every shop and
public space. John Lewis had an excellent Christmas 2008, built
in part around huge sales of iPods. There is certainly no evidence
that young people don't want to sing: look at the massive crowds
of X-Factor, Any Dream Will Do and Last
Choir Standing hopefuls - but group singing, particularly
in school, appears to be increasingly something of a postcode
lottery.
The point, I think, is that perhaps there
is no longer a ready source of younger people – say those
under 40 - who naturally gravitate towards choirs such as ours.
HCS is very typical of local amateur choirs who perform a mainly
classical repertoire. If we are to survive and continue to thrive
in the next five, ten, twenty years and more, we need to find
ways to overcome this so that children like those currently
at Bengeo will have a local choir they are attracted to and
able to join – and in the meantime, what about their parents?
Our focus must surely be to actively embrace the objectives
we set ourselves as an organisation and in doing so find new,
creative ways of engaging with people in Hertford and its surrounding
areas. Some of that has to be going out into the community to
let people know about what we do and who we are. The challenge
is how to make what we offer more attractive to people in their
twenties, thirties and forties, and perhaps especially men.
How we set out to do all this is, I think, our next step.
Keith Hutt
A carol to be sung to the tune of Jesus
Child (the first line of which is Have you heard the
story that they’re telling ‘bout Bethlehem?
by John Rutter).
Have you heard the latest awful carol we’ve got to
sing?
Really hackneyed words; it’s loud and far too long.
How can any man who wrote that beautiful Requiem
Write a carol like a Eurovision song?
O God – the choirs mutter
Please not another Rutter
Can’t we stick to Berlioz or trad. Anon?
Viola da Gamba
Concert Success Behind the Scenes.
As usual the hard work of many members
made the two concerts at All Saints last term run smoothly.
I am analysing the efforts put in by so many members at the
moment, as well as those of our supporters whether they are
stewards (including the one who spent most of the Christmas
concert on the cold floor stopping the Christmas tree lights
go into flash mode every time the mike was used!!), bearers
of Christmas trees, drink pourers or those who cope at home
on ‘The Day of an HCS Concert.’ To our supporters
behind the scenes: heartfelt thanks. And to those of you who
offer your time so willingly, from part reps to trustees, from
music to refreshments, from washing glasses or entertaining
our soloists, or chasing around Hertfordshire for programmes,
flyers and flowers and then chasing around All Saints on the
day: it’s great for us all to share in the work for a
concert production. It is all too easy to concentrate on the
few gaps we have at times, and overlook the hundreds of jobs
that get done, often by some people juggling several different
responsibilities. If you want to help: don’t feel left
out! We can find you a job or a job-share that helps us and
that suits you! Hilary Laidler
They also serve…………….
‘Did you enjoy it?’ I
asked my husband in the interval of the Christmas concert. He
was stewarding at the back of the church. ‘Well’
he said ‘first a child was sick and that had to be
cleared up. Then a lady sat down opposite me and started to
breast-feed her baby (I hope you haven’t got a problem
with that – ed). Throughout, every time the microphone
was used, it disturbed the Christmas tree lights so my colleague
spent the first half lying under the tree where the control
switch was!’
As he spoke, someone dropped a glass of red wine on the stone
floor. I left him clearing up while I rejoined the other members
of the choir for the second half of the concert…
A second alto
Alison Walker (A2) moved
to Devon in the summer.
She wrote the following; I have very much enjoyed singing
with HCS all these years and to have the opportunity to sing
such a very varied collection of music. Special thanks to Jean
Crow (name has been changed to protect anonymity! - ed) who
was hon sec in 1986. When I wanted to join, she said –
Oh dear, we already have too many altos. I said – well,
perhaps you could give me the phone number of the Ware Choral
Society, at which Jean said – on second thoughts, if you
could sing second alto, I’m sure we could fit you in.
Thanks to Derek (and Jean) and everyone for making it possible
to learn so much while enjoying oneself. Best wishes for the
future.
Morna Braybrook (A2)
In 1993, the following was written in a profile on Morna.
It would be no surprise if there are still some people who do
not know who Morna is because she is one of those uncomplaining,
non-bolshie types who just gets on with the job. At the
time, Morna was HCS social secretary and was largely responsible
for raising several £1000 for HCS from fund-raising activities
as well as providing refreshments for every occasion. But there
can surely be no one who doesn’t now know Morna, as it
is she who sells the concert tickets with extreme efficiency
and unflappability. Hers will be a hard act to follow.
But sshhhhhhh – is that the Wedding March I hear?
No – my mistake – it is Bach’s Sheep may
safely graze. And the bride is no less than Morna herself
looking resplendent in blue and holding a bouquet of yellow
roses and being ‘given away’ by her son, Robert.
On 3 January, this year, at Holy Trinity church, Bengeo, Morna
walked down the aisle on the arm of Robert and accompanied by
flower girls, Abigail, Marion and Carole, who are three of Morna
and Eric’s (combined) nine grandchildren. Marriage vows
were exchanged with Eric Lane, Morna’s bridge partner
of several years. They both sing in the choir of Holy Trinity.
Eric’s two sons were ‘best men’. In the congregation
were at least five other grandchildren, as well as Morna’s
five children and many other family members and friends. During
the signing of the register, Morna’s twin daughters, Ruth
on flute and Mary on piano played Saint-Saen’s The
Swan and Debussy’s The Girl with the Flaxen Hair.
A beaming Morna and Eric left the church hand-in-hand to Handel’s
Hornpipe and pealing bells. Such happiness couldn’t
happen to a nicer couple.
In 1991 HCS put together a prize-winning ‘float’
for the Hertford Carnival to represent and advertise the next
concert; Elgar’s Dream of Gerontius. Morna dressed
up as an elegant but unconvincing demon. I thought at the time
that the role as The Angel in white robe, with wings, a golden
harp and a halo would have been more fitting for such as she.
I was wrong – I think she’s a bit of a devil on
the quiet. After the whirlwind engagement, she’s certainly
living up to the motto she cited in 1993. ‘Never put
off to tomorrow what you can do today’.
Ed
Music storage space
needed For many
years, HCS music scores have been stored in Morna’s house.
Morna is now selling her house. Please – is there any
one out there who has space enough to take on the storage? For
details of how much storage is needed please contact Hilary
Laidler (A1) tel 01992 586252
SATC is the abbreviation
used (apparently) when referring to Sex and The City
(a popular TV programme and now a film). What can you come up
with for what SATB stands for (other than Soprano,
Alto, Tenor, Bass)?
Sex and The Basses has already been ruled out!
Suggestions to the ed - please!
A nineteenth century choral society and its conductor
Many of us are familiar with the history of our Choral Society
from its early beginnings as an evening class in 1938, gaining
its constitution as The Hertford Choir in 1951 and finally becoming
Hertford Choral Society in 1970. We are fortunate too to have
members of the original choir in our midst to tell us about our
heritage. But did you know that a
Hertford Choral Society was bringing music to the people of
Hertford well over a hundred years ago? The nineteenth century
Hertford Choral Society was founded by Mr Malcolm Heywood, organist
at All Saints, and gave one ballad and two choral concerts each
season.
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from the Hertfordshire Mercury 11 October 1879
Reproduced with kind permission of Hertfordshire
Archives & Local Studies |
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Malcolm Heywood was appointed organist at
All Saints in 1873, following the resignation of Charles Bridgeman,
who is said to have been the world’s longest serving church
organist. Born in 1778 Charles Bridgeman took up his post in
November 1791 shortly after his thirteenth birthday, finally
feeling compelled to resign from his duties on 7 December 1872
at the age of 94. In his letter to All Saints Vestry he offered
them his resignation “after 81 years of uninterrupted
service”. In addition to his work at All Saints, Charles
Bridgeman presided over the Hertford Glee Society, and composed
music for both the church and the Glee Society. A piece entitled
The Hertford Borough March attributed to him was performed by
the society at a literary soiree in Hertford Town Hall in October
1852.
The appointment of a new organist was to be
a particular headache for the Vestry of All Saints – after
all it was 81 years since the last appointment and there was
some disagreement about how to proceed. A public vote had to
be taken on whether to advertise for candidates outside of the
area and in January 1873 an advertisement was placed in The
Hertfordshire Mercury and The Musical Standard requiring candidates
to produce “a certificate of qualification from a professor
of music or organist of whom the committee approves”.
The selection process seems to have got out of hand with some
candidates excluded despite having provided testimonials. Furious
letters to the Mercury followed. Eventually the matter was resolved
by a public poll in the Town Hall on 11 March, and the winning
candidate was Malcolm Heywood.
The second half of the Victorian era saw a
cultural renaissance throughout England, and Hertford was no
exception. Concerts and literary soirees abounded, and Hertford
could boast a literary society, a choral class, an elementary
singing class and choral societies such as The Hertford Choral
Society, St Andrews Choral Society and The Hertford Musical
Society. Not wishing to be left behind, the good folk of Ware
soon embarked on their own venture and parishioners were invited
to attend a meeting in November 1880 “for the purpose
of making arrangements for the formation of a Musical Society”.
Malcolm Heywood had no small part to play in bringing music
of the highest quality to Hertford. In December 1873, the year
of his appointment, he held Musical Services at All Saints in
aid of the organ restoration fund, at which the church choir
was “assisted by several eminent vocalists from the Sacred
Harmonic Society”. Recitals, concerts and festivals continued
in the church, giving rise to complaints that All Saints was
being turned into a concert hall! An evening concert at the
Shire Hall in January 1875 was the first of many annual performances,
soon to be known as “Mr Malcolm Heywood’s Grand
Evening Concert”, with distinguished soloists who had
performed with the likes of the Old Philharmonic Society and
the Royal Italian Opera. The Hertfordshire Mercury was most
enthusiastic about his endeavours and after the 1875 concert
reported “It is a matter of congratulations to him that
he has at last been induced to break the ice and venture on
a public concert in the Shire Hall; and having made a commencement
it is hoped that Mr Heywood will do his utmost to improve and
foster the musical taste of the town by giving a series of such
concerts”. Indeed he did. A review of his sixth annual
concert in February 1880 stated that “the public of Hertford
is indebted to Mr Heywood for the rich musical treats he provides
them”. Later that year “Amateur Musical Entertainment”
was given at the Shire Hall in connection with the Hertford
Literary Association under the management of Mr Malcolm Heywood.
In January 1881, at one of his frequent organ recitals, he again
brought a high standard of music to Hertford when he was “assisted
by some of the leading choristers of Waltham Abbey and St Paul’s
Cathedral”. The Mercury praised “Mr Heywood’s
well known ability on the organ” and said of his recitals
that they “cannot fail to be a great treat to all music
lovers”.
There is no doubt that the musical life of
the town was much enhanced during the last years of the nineteenth
century, not only by Malcolm Heywood’s commitment to the
sacred music of the church, but also by his energetic enthusiasm
for music as entertainment. A strong choral tradition was begun
that we have the privilege to continue.
Malcolm Heywood died aged only 48 in December
1900 and was buried at All Saints, having served as organist
there for 27 years. Charles Bridgeman died in the August following
his retirement and was also buried at All Saints, the church
he served for 81 years.
A copy of Charles Bridgeman’s manuscript
music book and the Hertford Borough March (or Hertford Grand
March), The Vestry Minutes of All Saints and nineteenth
century editions of The Hertfordshire Mercury are held at Hertfordshire
Archives & Local Studies. More information about the organists
of All Saints can be found in Gillian Sheldrick’s book,
Three Centuries of Music at All Saints Church Hertford.
Sheila White
Personnel - Obituraries
Ralph
Baldwin (ex HCS member) died at home in Suffolk on
9 Nov 2008. He sang with Bury Bach Choir. The choir sang Faure’s
Requiem at their concert on 15 November dedicating
it to Ralph.
Russ Craig wrote the following to Ralph’s son;
Dear Darrell
I have just heard of the death of your father. I was a member
of the Hertford Choral Society for about 20 years, until my
wife's incapacity, during which time I had the pleasure of knowing
and singing with Ralph. I recall those hectic days at his home
in Welwyn along with a small group from the HCS choir helping
to put the finishing touches or repainting the staging which
he designed and virtually made himself for 150 members or so.
The staging transformed the morale and outward appearance of
the choir. Its transport to and from various old barns on the
Lord Salisbury estate along with its erection and dismantling
helped to bond great numbers of singers, male and female, together
on choir performance Saturdays. We were very sorry when he left
the choir some time ago for pastures new.
As an architect myself, I was aware of his contribution to innovative
architecture in this country and abroad. Please accept my condolences
and pass on my deepest sympathy to your mother. Due to a long-standing
appointment in Harrow tomorrow I regret that I shall not be
able to attend the funeral. My thoughts will be with you and
your family.
Russ Craig
Ruth Hughes, who lived at
Cradle End, near Little Hadham, was a member of HCS for many
years. She left the choir when her voice began to fail but became
a patron and was a loyal supporter, attending all concerts.
Her presence had been missed of late. On enquiry, it was learnt
that she died on 2 March 2007 aged 95.
The quest for carols at Christmas
December 2005 found us in Brisbane, Australia. We had seen a Christmas
concert advertised in a local square and duly went along in the
hope of hearing some carols. We sat down on what passes for grass
in Brisbane and Father Christmas abseiled down the side of a building
on to the stage. A buxom lady with a boufant hairdo sang some
secular Christmas songs for about half an hour, then we all went
home. So no carols there. Back in England we tried to get into
the spirit of the season. The boiler, having exploded while we
were away, played up and I landed up in Casualty having inhaled
kerosene fumes, so my personal carol singing was curtailed somewhat.
My mum was taken into hospital with heart failure. On Christmas
Eve my daughter and family arrived from France. Maddy was going
to join me in the church choir for Midnight Mass and we were getting
ready to leave when the hospital rang to say mum had just died.
Maddy and I went straight to the hospital, held Mum's hands which
were still warm, and sang our Christmas carols to her departed
spirit.
In 2006 our Christmas shifted to France. On 24th Dec we were in
Mercury near Albertville for a family dinner. Our hostess had
kindly scoured the district for a suitable church
service and had found a children’s service that started
at 6 pm which would not get in the way of dinner. Of course it
was
packed to the rafters with parents, grannies, aunties, etc. and
three English people desperate for a carol. We were shoulder to
shoulder, chest to chest, with no room to move. We were a bit
tearful remembering last year but had to pull ourselves together
because the lady crammed next to us had a nosebleed and we were
well supplied with tissues for mopping her up. The priest held
the children spellbound. Because of the crowd, nobody could get
up to the altar for communion and the bread was distributed by
special ministers elbowing their way through the crowd. At the
end of the service we sang Adeste Fidelis. Outside the church
they were serving wine and coffee. There was no snow but it was
very cold and the dampness in the air had crystalised into sparkling
stars.
The following Christmas, 2007, was when my son-in-law's business
started to take off. This meant we were back in France, staying
in the Grand Massif, a very beautiful ski area. My husband and
I were looking after our granddaughter on Christmas Eve while
her parents took some much needed time off on the ski slopes.
The plan was to go to the church in Morillon (with the clock that
chimed throughout the night!) Well, we did, but didn't get to
hear any music we could recognise. We were too agitated to stay
the course because my son-in-law was struck down with a kidney
stone and spent the next 24 hours ‘out of it’, as
the phrase goes, on very strong painkillers. This was a double
whammy, as he is the family cook. I sort of took over but it is
daunting for an English person to cook for a houseful of French
people. However, my stuffing (bought) balls went down quite well,
but the Christmas pudding was definitely suspect.
So this year..... well, there was a plan, but my husband and I
had been invited to a village lunch here and probably as a result
of that we managed to take what we think was the norovirus to
France with us. This we duly passed on to the younger generation.
It was short-lived but left us with no enthusiasm for seeking
out Christmas services so we sang carols around the piano after
lunch. The French contingent found it a bit surprising but we
enjoyed it.
P.S. Having got over the norovirus, we now have shocking colds
and have had to cancel our New Year's Eve bash as there was going
to be nobody under the age of 72 and the oldest of us is 95! Got
to keep smiling though - so I will go and read a few Christmas
cracker jokes.
Pat Bardett
That time o’year
It’s
Winter, should A really care
When life an love are everywhere,
When bleezin fire an roarin lum
Gie comfort, weel, at least tae some,
But if ye’ve got the time tae mind
An you’re disposed tae be sae kind,
The wee birds need nae sterve ataw.
A ken, ye cannae feed them aw,
But you, lik me, could share yir gear,
Come oan noo, it’s that time o year!
It’s Winter, meltin
intae Spring,
When lav’rocks soar an linties sing
An speugs will fecht an cushats coo,
An wee bits sun come blinkin through.
Stuckies, chaffies stert tae nest
But then, continuous blinkin pest,
The snaw comes driftin doon again,
A variation oan the rain,
And they, lik me, wid raither be
Whaur warmth an comfort are baith free.
Leslie Hunter, Glasgow
From Brian Kay’s Joke Book
A retired singer fearing the approach
of the grim reaper worried that he would no longer be able to
sing after his demise. He went down on his knees and asked ‘Is
there a heavenly choir?’ God replied ‘Do
you want the good news first or the bad news?’ ‘The
good news’ said the old man. ‘The good news
is that there is indeed a heavenly choir. The bad news is that
you’re expected at this evening’s rehearsal’.
Personnel
Jean Boyter sends
New Year good wishes to everyone. She is still at Ashview Nursing
Home at Widford where she is making slow progress. She welcomes
visitors; they keep her sane!
Congratulations to Jessie Hopkins
(S1) who was 80 on 16 Sept 2008. She has sung continuously in
the choir for 65 years having joined in 1943! This must be some
sort of record.
Ask Auntie Di
Wake up Auntie Di: You’ve got to write
something for the newsletter.
Auntie Di: Go away – it isn’t
Spring yet
Doris: But I’ve composed a poem for the
newsletter
Auntie Di: Praise be – you mean I don’t
have to make up all the dialogue myself.
Doris: It’s more a piece of doggerel –
you might not want to include it – especially as it’s
not exactly what the establishment might want to hear.
Auntie Di: Try me
Doris: Well - after listening to my guests on
the way home from the Christmas concert at All Saints, this piece
of rubbish flew out of my pen before bed!! I think it is a fairly
accurate reflection of their thoughts: The
carols were fine,
And so was the wine.
The medley was deadly –
We didn't shine.
The weather was foul,
The loo had no towel.
There was a good crowd,
But the band was too loud.
The kids were nice,
But they only sang twice.
The church was cold,
My feet grew mould!
And my husband, I fear
Thought the cost was too dear,
And it's debatable whether he'll come next year.
Auntie Di: Yes! Yes! I agree with every
word. Re the cost; paying £15 to sit on hard pews in a cold
church to sing carols, when church carol services are free,
has worried me for a long time. (OK – ours is different
and involves much expense)
I Stedford: Have you
thought of writing a booklet on choir etiquette?
Di: How do you mean?
Iris: How to behave at rehearsals, how to dress,
how to behave in concerts – that sort of thing.
Di: But doesn’t it come naturally?
Iris: Some people are very slow to learn.
Di: There is obviously something in particular
that is worrying you.
Iris: ..er..yes…At the last concert,
I was sitting near someone who had not bothered to put her music
in the correct order and ended up scuffling through various
books and manuscripts in between every item – even dropping
books on the floor. It was very distracting for other choir
members as well as audience.
Di: Poor soul. You know what it’s like – job, home,
shopping, family, watching TV, going to the pub, texting friends,
drinking coffee, doing the crossword, having a manicure, playing
Freecell on the pc, sleeping – she obviously hadn’t
had time to arrange her music in programme order. We must show
these busy people compassion especially at Christmas…….
Happy New Year!
Past
Newsletters
>>
HCS Newsletter Number 97 (September
2008)
>> HCS Newsletter Number 96
(April 2008)
>> HCS Newsletter Number 95
(January 2007)
>> HCS
Newsletter Number 94 (September 2007)
>> HCS Newsletter Number 93
(April 2007)
>> HCS
Newsletter Number 92 (December 2006)
>> HCS Newsletter Number 91
(September 2006)
>> HCS
Newsletter Number 90 (April 2006)
>> HCS Newsletter Number 89
(January 2006)
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