It was great to sing again at St John the Baptist Church, Fleet Street, Coventry. The church is beautiful and has a lovely acoustic so we didn’t want to stop singing, and when they closed for the day we went to the pub and carried on singing there – until the landlord asked us to stop! Shame as we had just got chatting to a guy whose dad was from the Rhondda Fach, but maybe we’re not quite as good as we thought we were!