On the chrisp Setember morning, there is some sort of choir church service being sung accompanied to the music of sheeps' bladders. One is out of tune. And...there's also the dog in the flat above me barking at it...wanting to stop. I know what it's for, but "Nearer My God to Thee"? What is this? The Titanic? One hour of "Nearer My God to Thee" followed by other hymns...wait...I hear some sort of cheering or shouting or something now...great...it's a rally for the dead now.