Then, in the afternoon, I had been invited to a rehearsal (the York Musical Society, thank you Jenny) of Dvořák's Stabat Mater in the Minster. So I trotted off in the rain and was utterly overwhelmed by a choral work of which I knew nothing but which (despite the fact that it was a rehearsal with stopping and starting and visitors moving round the Minster taking photos) I found profoundly moving. I have just been finding out more about Dvořák. He wrote the Stabat Mater at a time when he had lost his three small children in quick succession. I didn't know this as I listened to the music, but I did find myself close to tears.
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It would have been beautiful.
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Didn't think about eggs! Thought what a nice rooster he was! - and enjoyed the big solid horses standing patiently in the rain.
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