St George Choir at Windsor Castle

We asked when that was happening and were told it was in about 40 minutes.So, we decided to go to the nearly falling down Tudor tea shop across from the Castle to wait.  Although leaning dangerously building looked like we could have expected one of Elizabeth the first courtiers to come ambling in for a brew.We settled in and had a lovely cuppa and scone then crossed the road and reentered the Castle grounds.Entering the Chapel (which was rarely open) we walked past the roped off red velvet elevated seat area on the right where HRH Elizabeth II sat when in attendance and found seats near the front of the chapel.The choir filed silently into the chapel dressed in their red choir gowns with crisp white overlay. They sat on the straight backed wooden choir stalls on both the left and right side of the chapel.  The older mens choir sat to the right with the adorable angelic looking boys sitting in the left choir stall right in front of us.  The event was to honour the good community works with the Chaplin speaking briefly about how important community is and the choir singing several hymns with serious angelic faces looking at their music sheets as their crystal tones fluttered in the chapel.  It was an extraordinary  breathtaking to have been part of especially since visitors are rarely allowed to see let alone go into the chapel.  Outside the gate, which they were about to close, I realised I had left my phone on the chapel bench.  I rushed back as the guard who was about to leave and explained that my phone was in the chapel.  He told me with a knowing smile to go on in and find it, my dear.  Entering the chapel the angelic looking boys in their red choir gowns and crisp white overlay were running about like young boys.  Several nodded to me as I walked to the pugh we'd sat in.  My phone was not there so I asked if I might go behind the nave.  Yes they said.  Going  in back of the serine chapel nave there was a delight of chaos with boys running about searching for sweeties and jackets to change into to go home. As much as I enjoyed the singing and service seeing the aftermath of boys (who had seemed like otherworldly angles) now being boys - was the highlight of the experience.Oh, and by the way I found my phone.  It was in a pocket of my oversized coat rather than my purse where I had expected to see it.  Lucky mistake.