It is a shamefully long time since I contributed some nonsense or other to Pete's village website. Recently I have excused myself on the grounds that he uses a lot of my photos so at least I can feel I have done my bit.

Alas I have taken no photos at all since the demise of the Kings Arms in late February and, whilst that may say something about my social propensities, it also means that I have none to fall back on for this month..

     ..so..

          ..uumm.

                .eerr.

Halcyon days..

There have been so many good times in the parish over the years, not just at the Kings but at Parish celebrations, the Millennium, the Jubilee, Beating the Bounds, all sorts of local public and private-but-as-good-as-public events, the South Zeal Players the Carnival, Clive's extraordinary shows, parties, weddings, quizzes, concerts Church fairs - a huge list can be compiled. But what is left when each one is over and memory fades? Was it worth it?

As a History Group member I feel obliged to record some of these events and I do so in a haphazard way by the simplest means I can - photography. I have well over a thousand pictures I should think, many of them of people laughing and generally enjoying themselves. But is that all that is left? A fraction of a second forever frozen.

I don't know. In the end I just think we should enjoy it all at face value and let future generations do as they will. Perhaps they will be able to get the merest hint of life now and these halcyon days from the photos.

The 5 th March was a great and terrifying day for Moor Harmony. I have written briefly about this day in The Beacon. It does all seem so easy months in advance to agree to participate in the Exeter Music Festival, and indeed it is great to listen to some good local music; but it is a competition as well as a festival, and we had to do our bit in front of our peers which I guess is a little daunting, especially as we were up against the massed ranks, something like 70 members, of the Exeter Festival Chorus.

However, I was inspired by the circumstances to think of two jokes that day.

The first was that when talking to an Exeter Festival Chorus singer I said that we too had had a choir of similar size, until we had announced that we were taking part in the Festival whereupon a majority of members had adjourned to the Kings Arms and had not been seen since.

The second was that the Adjudicator had said during judging that for any choir to score 90 or more she would need to feel that she would be prepared to pay to listen to them. I immediately told Jeremy that before we sang he should announce that all our concerts were free.

He didn't.