Mike, it's a consequence of faltering eyesight and stiffening little fingers, exacerbated no doubt by what's getting up my nose.
I was never a more than competent player, so opted for what I was good at, journalism, a trade with a necessarily sole and detached perspective and thus no adherance to cliques or feuding factions.
What I speak / write about is for a cause and a purpose and it would be unethical to personalise it, though this isn't to say that I don't have my own likes and dislikes and exercise a consequent choice.
This is the difference between the professional and the personal.
There is a parallel difference between what you might sing or play at your Great Aunt Mary's birthday party or in the bath, and what you might perform in public.
Many bystanders have, of course got that. It's not hard.
Nor do they inexplicably confuse a critique of sloppy, unrehearsed presentation with "personal attack".
It's nothing of the sort.
It's a clarion call to secure our cultural heritage.
Those with any outstanding queries might care to discuss them with me offlist.

[If you're dragging a rabbit into it, don't forget to spoon Marmite into the casserole].