The village of Henfield, just outside Brighton, is pretty little place that is just full of surprises.
A house covered in cats, for example;
Or a house being guarded by a giant bird;
But the most surprising thing, a couple of weeks ago, was the sight of eight harps, in the same place at the same time.
Now, I’ve seen a harp before. I sing with the Brighton Welsh Male Voice Choir and we quite often have a harpist just to provide a bit of variety and contrast at our concerts. But eight harps? No, that was a first.
And some very fine harps they were too.
We were attending a concert by a group of harpists called Glissando. If you ever get a chance to go and see them, make the effort. It was well worth it! Eight harps, played together, make a joyous noise.