Every Wednesday afternoon I start my 90 minute journey to the weekly rehearsal at Baden Powell House looking forward not only to a wonderful sing but also to meeting up briefly both with my mother and my daughter. Our affinity for music can be traced back to my maternal grandfather who was a church organist in Berlin. My mother was brought up singing with the church choir, she encouraged me to sing and I in turn passed on my enthusiasm to my daughter. I joined the choir while a student at London University. My mother, Leonore, was living abroad at the time, but it did not take her long to join once she had moved back to London, and the two of us have happily sung side by side in the Alto section for decades. It is rather touching that she still brings me sandwiches for the break! The choir has been a constant joy for me throughout my adult life. My children came along to concerts from a very young age, and it wasn’t surprising that my daughter, Emily, also joined very soon after she started work. It’s probably just as well that she is a soprano so that our chatting is saved for the interval. There’s a real party atmosphere for us at our concerts because there are always groups of friends and family in the audience. All we need to do now is to work on the male members of the family to swell the ranks of the tenors and basses!