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AWKWARD MOMENT

“When I was in my first opera company in Australia I was in the chorus. At I was inthe chorus. At Butterfly’s ' entrance her friends are all fluttering under the cherry trees and I was doing precisely this. I did feel what I thought was just cold air on my head but I took no notice till I saw horrified looks coming from the others. Then I heard a *Ssss’ coming from offstage. I turned round and saw my wig had been caught on one of the twigs of the false tree on stage. There it was, a little bun hanging in midair.”—Joan Hammond, prima donna, in a 8.8. C. interview.

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Press, Volume CXI, Issue 32524, 6 February 1971, Page 13

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AWKWARD MOMENT Press, Volume CXI, Issue 32524, 6 February 1971, Page 13

AWKWARD MOMENT Press, Volume CXI, Issue 32524, 6 February 1971, Page 13