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[hils]

That was a lovely concert but I think I would have enjoyed it more if I hadn't been sat in a cold, drafty cathedral, surrounded by all the sick people in York. Seriously, everyone around me was coughing, sneezing and sniffling. I will be amazed if by Monday I'm still not ill.

I felt especially bad for Ros who had to wear a thin white blouse and black trousers along with the rest of the choir. The audience was all sat in coats, scarves and gloves.

Right, I'm home now and I need to type up what I have of my fic so far so danceswithgary can help me turn it into something. At the moment it's nothing but a bunch of words on a page :(