I just noticed that it's two years since I put Cruel Sister onto iTunes and had only listened back once so I played it to find out why. Yes, that's why.

So the battered, dirty old teapot has spent tonight (as every night) polishing his spout with Silvo over a spread of Page 3s.

Meanwhile, while watching this (mostly) tripe unfold, I put half a dozen triple hornpipe MP3s on a loop, transcribed the parts, played them with the notation then without and next I'll record them to hear whether they're playable out yet later in the week.

It seems very hard for some around here to believe, but I actually won't be in the slightest bit concerned what anyone happens to think of me but whether the music is good enough.

Whose life is the richer? Press the red buttons on your handsets now . . .