In 1994 my wife Maria Kumb and me, Fokke Brink were driving in a very little place in South England (3 bridges) and there was a big coach with a lot of men looking at us and making jokes with Maria.
We stopped and went to the little church where they had a concert.
We became guests after the concert and the the choir was singing German songs for my Maria, who got tears in her eyes.
We went to Barry and had a wonderful evening with the choir’s last rehearsal and many jokes in a great pub.
I do not know if there is any of the members from that time who remember this, but we still do and the Choir has since than a warm place in our hearts.
Thanks again and many happy wishes from us, now living in Greece.