The Bluestocking - your local women's pub, warm, friendly, and not at all unusual in any way.

[MarieDeGournay]

Welcome to The Bluestocking, the welcome is warm, the conversation is wide-ranging, the food and drink are delicious but magically free from anything they need to be free from, and the bar staff are highly-trained, professional, efficient and very friendly gerbils.

Sorry. Didn't mean to loom quite so much.

I think you might be dropping lumps of icing on my music!

A good friend had the same instruction at school, but she has joined something called The Tuneless Choir, and she really enjoys it.

Next month she’s going on a Tuneless Choir Weekend in York.

There are lots of things organised, but the only one which will be in public is a flash mob. If you want to avoid hear them, don’t go to the King’s Square in York at about 3:30pm on Saturday 21 February.

Doesn't the 'choir invisible' mean <gulp> something else?
That sounds like a Monty Python threat - 'How would you like to join the choir invisible?'😁

I can't see Errol, but she must be here because your candles are alight, Cake.

Ah, but we're not the " Choir Invisible", we're the "Invisible Choir".
Makes all the difference.

Yes, I think so.

I seem to have picked up some useful information while daydreaming through the sermon after the choir has sung the anthem, for so many years.

We can't help our size, dear.

I asked the AI for a cake peering round one of the singers, so it should've been a bit more subtle, sorry.

What's your AI image? Or are you content to be one of the ladies in black?

I know I’m still in the bath but could my chickadee be there? We tweet quite tunefully.

I’ve never been in a flash mob, and I’d like to be.

Here’s one I enjoy watching.

I am a Penguin, so in black either way. ❤️

edit: the sort of a Penguin I am always wear all black. I am happy to stay on the back row looking even better than I do outside The Bluestocking.

There seems to be a younger version of me on the front row, blonde hair. I used to be a mezzo soprano, but no longer have my top range, so I sing alto now.

Actually, with this cold, I could probably sing bass.....

I did a flash mob in Manchester once.

What are we singing?

The AI is refusing to play ball, putting Britinme on Marie's head & refusing to add a penguin until tomorrow, as I've reached some kind of limit. Aaaargh! How am I supposed to run a choir like this?

@ifIwerenotanandroid , thank you. I’m happy where I am, although a bit wary of cake’s lit candles if we all have to bow at the end. Perhaps we can all curtsy instead?

What are we singing?

R-E-S-P-E-C-T?

Run the World (Girls)?

Beautiful? (‘'Cause we are beautiful no matter what they say. Yes, words won't bring us down, no, no. We are beautiful in every single way.")

Definitely not Man, I feel like a Woman.

I forgot to say how well @ifIwerenotanandroid represented @DeanElderberry in the ‘photos’. Or, is that a very much younger version of @AuntieMsDamsonCrumble ?

I'll curtsey. That should keep everyone else safe. Except possibly from my singing.

Chin up then, cake. I am happy also to curtesy/curtsy in solidarity.

I'm having a quiet grin imagining what this choir would actually sound like.

I was given the idea for a Northern English version of Mamma Mia. Two tunes so far, 'Have you seen the queue for Nando's?' and (I've nicked this) when our heroine visits her mother, 'Mam, I'm 'ere'.

OK, so we need a dragon, a damson & a penguin tomorrow. Anyone else?

I've got 'Sisters are Doing It For Themselves' pencilled in as the encore. (Marie insisted we couldn't drop the 'g'. Then she insisted we had to do it as per the original words. Now she's in a tizzy, so if you see a whirl of black feathers that'll be her. Just shout 'There, there,' walk on by & leave her to come to her own decision.)

The Northern Abba 😂 jukebox musical is next year's offering, then, & Cake will be choirmistress for that.

It's quite alright, Android. They think that they are musically gifted but in truth (whisper it) they are dreadful. Batshit can do nothing but ff; Brains enjoys improv.

Unfortunately when we stop singing I can hear them in the corridor outside...

I'm in the back row wearing <gasps> trousers, in a most modern fashion.

Magpie!

@EdithStourton Well, the AI put a singer in a long black dress at the other end of the choir, so you could be her & not display your legs.