Compline at Girton College Chapel last night featured Rutter’s really rather revolting choral work The Lord Bless You and Keep You. It was my idea – I thought it would be funny.
And it was funny. It was jolly jolly funny. Even the Chaplain was chuckling to himself, and so overcome with the humour of the situation were certain members of the choir that the final chord was singularly lacking a bass note.
Some fifteen hours later and the bloody thing is still going round and round in my head. It has ceased to be funny.
The odd thing is, it keeps turning into A Whiter Shade of Pale.