Opera often sits at the far and lonely end of the cultural spectrum. Around here, it’s different. Glyndebourne we’re not, but thankfully opera is just another ingredient in our delicious melting pot of culture.
The setting often outweighs the performance, but who cares. One day you could witness the landlady of a local pub giving Katherine Jenkins a soprano run for her money in the beer garden – we have more than our fair share of amateur dramatics.
The next day, inspired by the blossom and butterflies, you might unleash your own hidden talent at breakfast with a personal rendition of Puccini’s classic, even if you sound more like The Butcher of Seville.
And the day after that, you might just lie in bed and leave it to the professionals. Just in case you’ve never heard the dawn chorus in full swing, prepare yourself for true opera. If your ears could cry, they would.