Wales Festival of Remembrance (2)

Had a really great time yesterday.  The first half of the concert was nice and light, but the second was more serious.  The Gurkhas got a great reception from the audience, and they looked really smart.  I sat with some of the big-wigs, and some of them chatted with me in the wings before we went on, which helped me feel relaxed.  The singing went well - I shared a hymn with Oliver Barton, a 10 year old chorister from Newport Cathedral, who was really cute.  At the end they dropped fake poppies from the ceiling, which was a bit eerie, but made you think.  I had to wear a cassock, which was a bit weird for me.