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[deborah_c]

I appear just to have "volunteered" to accompany a performance of Trial by Jury.

Sorry, I should have said: Trial by Jury as mangledadapted by a group of filkers. I've been hearing high pitched whining noises for no particular reason of late. I had thought it was tinnitus, but I was obviously wrong: it's clearly the sound of W.S.Gilbert spinning in his grave. Arthur Sullivan will no doubt be doing the same once I start practicing, though...

I suppose this is all my fault. I have in the past inveigled the colleague (ir)responsible for this into two jobs, two choirs, a number of random concerts, and helping run a children's holiday. He, on the other hand, has only landed me with one SF convention and a couple of random sung evensongs. I think this constitutes payback.

... now, what do all these little black and white things do?

Comments

[nwhyte]

Go, wildebeest, go! (At least, I assume that is the colleague in question.)

[deborah_c]

Indeed, it is Rhodri :-)

[(Anonymous)]

It is I

::exit stage left, cackling evilly::