The Yard Man read about this concert to be performed at a local pub, and he was intent on hearing it. I wanted to go, too, of course. ( The predicted major snowstorm be dam..er..[diminished, we hoped*].)
Listener Dear, alas that you, as well, weren't seated in that relatively small audience; the show was terrific!
First came the opera singers, one by one.
(Can't show them all [sniff], not even the one that had me spellbound [well, to be honest, Dear Listener, they all had me slightly agog!])
The evening ended on a happy note, when we did not slide backwards off the road. That final hill was just a tad too steep (had me singing arias of my own!),
but we got turned around, and had a relatively short detour to a route that would let gravity bring us safely home!