Normally I climb and hike to the accompaniment of cow bells. Their multi-pitched donging, resonating around mountain valleys, evokes a cellular rather than cerebral response and is at once calming and uplifting. Like an odour, it reaches something primitive in me.
The BB and I had taken the cable car up Piz Trovat, Switzerland.
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My mother has always considered her singing voice not one to be inflicted upon others. It’s not as if she hasn’t had encouragement. When attending chapel services during her boarding school days, she hummed along to the hymns. One day, the mother of the headmistress, observing this, swooped over and asked her what was going on. Mother explained.
“It doesn’t matter whether you sing in tune or not,” the woman proclaimed. “Just make a joyful noise unto the Lord.”
Mother has been mouthing the words ever since – although, during my childhood, she did sing along to family renditions of Ten Green Bottles. Continue reading