Well, despite the candle tradition I seem to have started (candlelabra bringers, monster candle suppliers and brasso tin exponents you know how you are) it is still alive and kicking with Nigel(bloke with northern accent who seems to have no other home to go to) feeding Morris the budgie..and us!
Sometimes you can't move for boxes, or you get a bow in your eye, other times it's back to basic voices, we let anyone in ..even guitar players and Alan Whitbread... although an Alan Whitbread with every guitar could be problematic... we'd have to send for 'extra chairs' (one of Nigel's) or I'll sing a death/disaster song.
Wurlitzer organs not allowed on account they scare Morris., bagpipes (somewhere for Morris to perch)and cut-down pianos operated by teeth nails and hammers welcomed!
(Remember, only one Alan Whitbeard allowed in at a time for the sake of the beer!