Review: May Day Madrigals
A grim, grey, damp, drizzly May Day this year then, which sadly, in the end, put paid to the preferred choice of the top of the Bradleian Arches as the venue for the madrigals.
It takes more than a bit of inclement British weather, however, to throw Mr Hodgkinson and his merry bunch of singers off their perch, so instead they ascended to the even loftier heights of the gallery in Chapel to deliver this very pleasant annual event.
Despite a few bleary eyes (and not just in the choir) the singers were in top form, delivering a classic array of seasonal May Day ‘ditties’ (as Mr Hodgkinson described them) to the delight of the assembled audience.
Tradition beautifully preserved then. Bravo all.