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Happy Birthday, Dean Frank


Dear Reader

I am on a coach, being sent to Coventry.

As it is bumpy and I am prone to motion sickness, I will only write a little text. But I need to do this for two reasons. Firstly to wish Dean Frank a very happy 65th birthday from over here. And secondly to thank two people who allowed us to send greetings from the Choir Tour. 

Peter Borthwick was roped into taking the photograph of our whole Tour Group for two reasons. Number one, he was visiting us at Temple Church. Number two, he is very tall.

Dear Lavinia Gent. I’m also grateful to her for two reasons. Number one, she took the photo I sent her and miraculously produced the attached post card for Dean Frank. Number two, she is my Petrus, my Rock, at home and when I am away. Thanks Doll. 



Cxx

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  1. UnknownJanuary 9, 2020 at 4:20 AM

    It was just terrific when Dean Frank opened the card, read aloud the greeting from the choir and friends in the U.K. . It was a lovely party to celebrate the "significant" birthday for the Dean, and a complete surprise to him. His son Stephen, d-i-l Melanie and spouse Christine had gone to great lengths to maintain the secret and the surprise. Baby Teresa was so well behaved. It was a really, really hot night - 42 degrees - and the air conditioning in the CP Hall was put to the test. But well done, Choir, on a terrific photo from Temple Church and such a good greeting. Off to Lady Godiva territory at Coventry. Travel well. Sing angelically. Stuart L.

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  2. Frank and ChristineJanuary 10, 2020 at 12:48 PM

    Thank you Choir for a great photo and birthday greetings. Yes - I was completely blind-sided and sooo many people in on the deception. I expect the lines outside the confessional to be long.....
    Enjoy the last few days - how quickly time has passed. All too soon we will be gathering at Adelaide airport again.
    (Ps Loved that, on this occasion, I 'outnumbered' the queen - see stamps!
    Frank

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