There was a big event in the town centre over the weekend. At the historic building we timed our event to coincide with this, expecting some of the many visitors to come our way. It was not to be. The town was practically deserted all weekend. You see the people who are supposed to be promoting such events didn't bother to advertise it. Nobody knew it was happening. Ain't it grand. Some of us worked long and hard to make a success of it.
On Saturday morning the mayor came alone, and duly declared us open. I kept well away, but was told that he was well pleased with what he saw. At the appointed hour I went ahead with my recital anyway, mostly to a non-existent audience. Still, it was good practice, and it's nice to know that I'm now able to do it.
On Sunday we stayed open until late evening. The mayor had apparently asked us to do so, and he came back to see how we were doing. Then there was a last-minute kerfuffle as he tried to draw people in from the Old Town. The result was minimal.
The bloody promoters. They seem to enjoy being seen (or rather being seen with). They evidently don't seem to value or consider all the hard work that people have put in. They apparently couldn't care less.
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