by music hall | Oct 6, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Smuggling by Roy Hall I come from a family of smugglers. “Have you anything to declare?” the customs agent said as he pulled my father’s car apart. “No, nothing. Nothing at all,” said my dad. I was young and we had just returned to the UK from my first visit to...
by music hall | Oct 6, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Four Weddings and a Funeral by Roy Hall The bride and groom walked down the aisle to the wedding canopy while the whole orchestra played the wedding march. That is the whole Israel Philharmonic Orchestra. In the late 1930s my mother-in-law was engaged to a musician....
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