Right. Can finally access internet after installing, at Apple's suggestion, the 'Yosemite' operating system. All very nice, I'm sure, but took about an hour.
Monty - I love the Cantique also - we sang it at our concert the other week, along with the requiem. Fauré-tastic.
For those of you not on Facebook, and shopping 'up west' this Sunday, my choir is singing Fauré's requiem in the Hinde Street methodist church at about 12.30. Part of the remembrance service, which starts at 10.55 Not 11.
Had a particularly harrowing teaching practice yesterday. My mind just goes blank, and I can't remember what I'm supposed to be doing. Feel very much like I've been dropped in the deep end - don't even watch any 'proper' teachers any more, just have to do it myself. While logically I 'know' that one learns by making mistakes, and constructive feedback, I still bristle at any criticism I feel is unwarranted.
The other two in my teaching group are a right funny pair. One seems entirely insane, writes everything down, so is constantly surrounded by a flurry of loose sheets of paper, gets insanely flustered, and I really can't see how she'll cope with real life. The other one is super-confident 'international' type girl, lived in Switerland, set up an orphanage in Malawi, has been teaching for ages, speaks with a mid-Atlantic drawl, and is quite very patronising to practically everyone.