Anxious whispers off: “someone tell him they’re all facing the wrong way.”
“In the event of a landing on water, remove the lifejacket from its container and pull it over your head.”
Keith explains his plans for the day, with the aid of a panoramic widescreen image on the wall behind him.
“Pay attention at the back there, please.”
“Everybody got all that? Let’s just sight-read the whole thing then.”
Two people were actually reading the Telegraph.
“Why is my score smaller than everyone else’s?”
Thrown out for being too noisy.
This was plainly where all the fun was being had.
Keith bringing in the choir III baritones from 200 ft with the merest flicker of a finger.
The keenest participants kept on singing right through the lunch break.