Nearly half of the choir turned up on Zoom at 6.30pm
and as the video shows the whole affair was a bit like hearding cats.
Poor Jamie and his .1940s RAF moustache, he had a big job on his hands
As it turned out it was the exact tonic that I think we all needed.
In an hour and a half we sang just three songs
But we laughed and laughed and giggled the experience away as unfamiliar hands cocked up video streams and Gill from Dyserth chomped her way a rather large chocolate wagon wheel.
Bemused husbands sat next to their spouses, and dogs and cats jumped up in front of the camera, and cups of tea appeared next to piles of choirsheets in Welsh country kitchens that have seen limited humour and laughter over this past long week.
Our final song was You Raise Me Up , and as we sang , we all swayed dramatically from side to side, free of the confines of the real choir room in the village hall and it felt, powerful and emotional and good.
I hope that through this fucking corona virus disaster, we all will reconnect with what's so important in life
Our.....simple......smiling.......caring.......humanity