Bar 3 - Post gig blandness

Well the St. Stephens gig went ok. No bag ladies today, just some old boy who commended me on how my tie reminded him of some some rather nice material he'd seen in a tip the other day. Not a bad sized audience for a Wednesday lunchtime, and at least we seem to have seen off the sparrows. However, not one of our more polished performances and my own playing seems to be uniquely targeted at the terminally hard of hearing at the moment. Hmmmm, must do something about it (as the ghost of long note practice creeps silently out of the room).

What's next ?

Quintet again at a wedding reception (hooray, booze) near Tetbury this coming Saturday.