Where were you sat, Nutty? We were right up by the bar-end and didn't find the noise any bother really, only adding to the over-all atmosphere of what was a damn fine sing. Good to see so many drawn into it in this way, to see the look on their faces as the choruses swelled in glory. There were three (4?) guys in particular sitting near us drinking a lot of bottled beer who were blown away by it all.

Whilst I'd have prefered the Rowing Club for the evening sing (less far to walk to the car for a start!) you never get that sense of touching the souls of passing humanity with something as fundamental as (to quote Scowie & Giff) uplifting beams of inn or hall, and shaking plaster from the wall...