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We had two singouts yesterday, one at a Fun Day and one in an old people's home. As the sky was entirely cloudless, the Fun Day had a respectable turnout, but sadly nobody had thought to provide the acappella chorus with a modicum of amplification, so though we sang our hearts out, we're not sure how many people actually heard us. The old folks heard us—well, there were more of us than of them, so they could hardly miss it—and seemed to enjoy it. At least two of them were doing their best to sing along.

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So I have done nothing today, which makes a welcome change. I did find this on YouTube: the cor anglais player won a contest to play with the orchestra, apparently.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqVRcFQagtI

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I don't think Sable knows how to cat.

Yesterday, Princess Fluffykins, natural born killer, had brought in another tiny mammal and then for some reason wandered off, leaving it in the library. Sable was staring at it intently but not doing the tormenting thing. When she did make an uncertain move towards it, the little creature ran underneath her to hide, and she was most alarmed.

And today there is, again, sunshine, and she is not lying in it.