ellid: (medallion on mantle)
ellid ([personal profile] ellid) wrote2009-12-26 07:18 pm

Wishes that came true

I want to thank each and every one of you who made my Christmas wishes come true. I now have Let's Make a Patchwork Quilt on its way to me via Ebay, the name and address of a shop that will fix my beloved Featherweight, many yummy recipes for peanut butter cakes (Concentus members take note!), some wonderfully decadent BPAL imps, a donation to the Cancer Society, and the assurance that my friends will have their mammograms. It's more than I truly thought would happen, and I am grateful beyond words.

You are all wonderful, and I love you. Thank you so much, and may all your wishes for the New Year come true.

Ellid


And now, a little music...the first is one I dearly love, by one of the finest choral conductors of our time, Sir David Willcocks, with a whole heck of a lot of the best British choral and brass musicians around:




And the second is one I would love to do with Concentus, as long as no one figured out what the words actually meant and started to laugh...



Peace and love to all on this Boxing Day. :D

[identity profile] fitzw.livejournal.com 2009-12-27 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
I don't understand why you think people would laugh if they understood the words.

You mean this line? "He is nursing well, without [his] thumb, the little king."

Or this one? "Let us go, gaily, be quiet, the [little] king is drinking."

[identity profile] ellid.livejournal.com 2009-12-27 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I have made him a little flute, so gay...."

*prays that [livejournal.com profile] thorsbaby hasn't seen this*

[identity profile] fitzw.livejournal.com 2009-12-27 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, of course! I didn't even recognize it (despite knowing the lines like that), because the poem rendition performed in English at Northern Lights used “Come, gay shepherds”, rather than “Come, gay shepherdesses”, which is what it is in French...


[identity profile] gardengirl6.livejournal.com 2009-12-27 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ooh, those trebles singing In Dulci Jubilo have it set higher than I've ever heard it! And that brass - uber-love.

Where are you going to get your Singer fixed? Mine still needs some TLC... Mom told the tale again (!) about how she bought it with her first married paycheck in 1955.