If music be the food of love, play on.

Laura and I were discussing a while back whether we wanted to have music in the church during the service.

Laura was al for it and contacted the local priest who gave her the name and number of a local organ player. I was a little unsure at this point as the church itsself has a wonderful atmosphere all of its own. A small 10th Century church, with incredible views of the surrounding nature and beauty seemed to be at risk of being spoilt if we stuck an electric organ in there.

Laura tried and tried again to call this "Electric Organ Player" but she was never in. At this point I was imagining that she must be some kind of doddery old dear that spends all her time in musty, smelly churches playing stuffy music for stuffy peoiiple. More fool me! I also thought well if wqe can't get through, it must be fate.

Well I'm happy to admit, here, on the record that I was wrong.

Laura eventually managed to get in contact with her, and spent an age on the phone with her laughing and chatting. Sabina, as it turned out was really understanding and didn't want to make us or anyone cringe on the day. She said that she has a lot of friends in the area who are musicians and perhaps we'd prefer that. At the same time she offered to send us a cd of her and her husband playing. Laura accepted and I'm so glad she did.

The CD arrived the other day. I'll let the music speak for itsself, click the play button below to listen to it. One thing, as you listen imagine the music spilling out the doors of the church on a bright summer's day. Heart - soaring stuff!