When I booked a three-day singing retreat at Peter Evans's farmhouse in rural France, I had been apprehensive about displaying my pitiful abilities to some intimidating Oxford choral scholar type. But instead I found myself warbling to a skinny former punk guitarist with a strong "sarf" London accent and an array of truly terrible jokes.
Ngenkathi ngibekisela uhlelo lwezinsuku ezintathu lokuvuselela ikhono lomculo endlini yaseplazini kaPeter Evan endaweni esemakhaya eFrance, nganginokuzibamba maqondana nokuveza amakhono ami alusizi kuhlobo lwabaculi bekwaya base-Oxford. Kodwa esikhundleni salokho ngizithole ngiculela phansi kukhala isigingci sisho iculo ngokugcizelela indlela yokukhuluma yaseLondon kuhambisana namahlaya amabi kakhulu.