Mash

I noticed, in the second half of the Concert last last night. A particularly high and heavy Trombone solo.
I was impressed that the lead player did not even have a quick blow through in the break. I would have been s******g myself up to the point of playing it and would have had a quick run through.
But no. he stood up and played it.........and completely lost it.
Bless him, he is a great player but this solo is written by a sadist who probably did not like trombone players. I would still give a fortune for an ounce of this trombonists talents though and it certainly wasn't his fault. In fact it exonerated me for all the times I have cocked it up....with practice as well?

I still fail to see how a whole section of the Band can be 3 beats behind everyone else in a number last night and be blissfully unaware, despite other band members glaring at them???? In a bubble me thinks.

We have had no Funerals up to now, but tomorrow have to squeeze 3 in.

I try and feed the fox's every night. Last night I bought a Family size Sausage hot Pot from a well known freezer company. I knew I could not eat all of it and left some out for the Fox's
This morning it was still there, untouched by these clever animals. Congealed and looking like something from the bottom of a sewer I have had to scrape it from my lawn with a chisel.
No wonder my guts are playing up today???