place is still there.
by the end of the fourth day, all the family was there. then he said he did not want anybody to sing, just my choir. so i went to the stage. we started performing.
but after a bit, i noticed that he looked strange – i looked at his hand, and there was no fly whisk! it was made of a cow’s tail. i had never seen him without it – but now it was sitting between his legs. then it fell, and it was taken to the car.
usually we had a signal, i would put one hand up when we needed a break and he would signal 