Brendy, you were stonking, about as good a dadgad guitar player I ever saw. You reminded me of listening to Denny Bartley and I really rate him. Greg told me you were "Brendy", but I was stuck pretty much in the corner so sadly never got to meet you or try a pathetic attempt at trying to watch how you were doing it so bloody excellently. I was out with Helge from Iceland in the last minutes of the session.There were so many good musicians there I was just, as usual, on a learning curve re-enforcing just how far I have to go yet! But it was a wicked day and night of playing all round was Saturday, even though it stretched far into Sunday morning. It was so much fun that my troubled head melted away, or was it the rotten fish and schnapps or the odd pint o black stuff? Ah,it don't really matter, I just can't wait for next year.That Fibs really knows how to organise a party!