Today is the day we remember Anna in church. A great lady, married 7 years before being widowed and reaching, at the time the ‘story’ is written the grand age of 84. For another reason however, today is Anna’s day, the day once again I played the prelude to the service. Here I am waiting, with my ever supportive organ teacher
And here I am playing… Mummy didn’t film me this time, because frankly the enormity of the sound is best heard from where she can’t see me, or so she says!