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Tuesday, 7 April 2015
The Glenn Miller Story.
A few days ago it was filthy outside, so I watched the above film; I must have seen it at least 10 times previously.
It always reminds me of an event at school that still makes me smile to this day.
A poster went up advertising a very tedious-sounding upcoming concert by some USA military big band. My school was situated not too far from an East Anglian US air force base, so this was no surprise.
No-one really wanted to go, this was the era of The Beatles, The Stones, etc, and air force band music was not our bag. The school's lack of enthusiasm soon reached those in authority who'd organised the show, so they made it 'compulsory' to attend.
The concert was held in a huge military gymnasium not far from the school, and when we entered the band's chairs, music stands, and instruments, were all set-up in situ. We waited for about 15 minutes (all wishing we were elsewhere), then in they came; about 50 crisply uniformed Yanks. The applause was less than encouraging.
The band opened with Chattanooga Choo Choo, and we were all instantly spellbound. The sound was amazing, the music wonderful, and the whole atmosphere superb. The musicians stood-up, sat-down, and partook in synchronised instrument swinging; the applause after their first number was an altogether different matter to a few minutes earlier, and the whole audience became increasingly appreciative.
It was later explained by the 'spokesman/conductor' that the band was the continuation of The Glenn Miller outfit (which I believe still exists today), and I must say that their concert was without question one of the most exciting I'd ever been to. How grateful I was that it had been made obligatory to attend; I would have missed a really great show.
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!