tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post6507107108033036725..comments2023-10-30T09:26:32.732+00:00Comments on Now's the time: blue, toreador, breathingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-37675263895320232222007-02-26T20:34:00.000+00:002007-02-26T20:34:00.000+00:00Reading your post today brought back a memory for ...Reading your post today brought back a memory for me, which I thought I'd share. <BR/><BR/>My mum is a cellist and when my grandad died (11 years ago) she wanted a slow melancholy piece of music from Carmen played at his funeral as the coffin was brought in. Unfortunately, the tape was set up in the wrong place and instead, the march of the toreadors boomed out. It actually made the whole experience much less sombre, and we all had a good laugh about it.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08173570668953951245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-31574170000229814992007-02-26T16:51:00.000+00:002007-02-26T16:51:00.000+00:00would that be bizet's carmen miranda ?would that be bizet's carmen miranda ?tristanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13268216095376583052noreply@blogger.com