by Pauline Emery
We sang in the biggest choir ever, squashed up tight like penguins, in Queen's Square. There were four poles with letters S, A, T, and B. I shuffled in the crowd over to the S and got close up and personal with a mammoth collection of sopranos. The sound was so loud, I couldn't hear the other groups. I felt proud to be a soprano and let rip.
The lady on the box, who is leader of the Wrexham Community Choir, kept us in perfect control and we rehearsed and sang four songs. It was awe inspiring.
This was the final bit of our day singing in the streets of Wrexham together with 28 other choirs.
Côr Dewi Sant had a good spot outside the museum where we did two sessions. The cafe there was so cosy, we sometimes forgot we had to sing as we gossiped while munching our bacon sandwiches and chocolate cake.
Suzanne Deary played the piano and Nia Hill helped her hold the piano and music together as the wind blew in a blustery fashion. Surprisingly, Menna's drumming was good!
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