Today has been one of those days when I’ve had several magic moments. I was conducting a recorder ensemble near Ipswich this afternoon, playing a piece written by my friend Steve. It’s one of those pieces of music which finishes slowly and gently. Everything came together so beautifully in our final performance this afternoon that the final chord just left everyone (myself included) with a smile of appreciation at a rare moment of musical perfection.
After I’d finished work I drove on towards Oxford, ready for another recorder day there tomorrow. I stopped off at the South Mimms services on the M25 and was delighted to see I’d been followed in by four vintage buses. I grabbed my camera and went over to take some photos and had a brief chat with the drivers. The buses are part of a collection of Bristol Buses
(the ones I’ve posted here date from 1950 & ’51) and they were on their way to a bus rally at the Imperial War Museum at Duxford tomorrow. They’re beautiful vehicles, in wonderful condition, and apparently NHY947 is the only surviving example of that particular model. And to think if I’d decided to continue my journey and stop elsewhere I’d have missed them completely!