Guest Choir Members

Our singing at Fettes this evening was accompanied by a constant drone, below any of the notes the basses were expected to sing - somewhere in the region of C#.

Instead of rehearsing in the Theatre as usual we were directed to a different hall, possibly a drill hall, maybe used for the college pipe band practice, some distance from the rest of the music department. This just happened to be adjacent to the boiler house, whence emanated the low rumble, which reverberated through the wall.

Naturally we managed to ignore the intrusion but I could not let the opportunity pass unblipped, though I hope you will forgive the quality, taken as it was through the understandably manky window.