Back-dated England entry #2: Sunday

On Sunday morning, I had my first (and rather unfortunate) encounter with Nattie and Ben's shower. I didn't realize it at the time, but the water heater needed to be turned on beforehand, and no one had thought to do that the previous night. I emerged with as serious a case of numb legs as I can recall ever getting from a shower, but at least somewhat cleaner.

As I left the bathroom, I was greeted with the... ahem... rear view of evershed and soubrette, who were lying on their stomachs on the living room floor, singing along with a CD. I was introduced, and they continued their sing-along until I was ready to go--probably a bit longer, actually.

The order of the day was "cheesy tourist" stuff, apparently, so we wandered around Cambridge a bit. ( ... )

I didn't realize how little time there was before my companions had to be at Evensong rehearsal, so we ended up running for the bus with formal clothing in hand. Again, not really knowing what was happening, I rushed to change, then proceeded to sit around while the rehearsal happened. (I should have brought a book.) Things got quite a bit more interesting once the service started, of course. ( ... )

Thence to Hall; I wasn't sure whether the dress, service, and food were always this formal. ( ... )

The customary trip to the Bun Shop followed. ( ... )

I met more choir people and had a very nice conversation with evershed while he and soubrette finished their pints.

(See soubrette's entry and evershed's entry about same day. I can't really add any more details without being terribly boring.)