I remember one session at the 'Ducie', just behind the University Theatre, when I had been invited to sing.

A rare privilege, and high compliment, at an otherwise exclusively instrumental sesiun.

I sang 'Martinmas Time', and some cretin with a SQUARE BODHRAN - it's true, honestly ! insisted on providing a percussive "accompaniment" - until he was informed that said instrument would be forcibly introduced to his fundament

(taken and shoved up his arse, were the exact words used)

if he did not give over, and that right speedily !