-------------local sessions, the Greyhound at Flempton I think. He sang a sad song about a minstrel who had a broken string on his banjo. At the end of the session I introduced myself and asked Pete to play the song again for my recorder so I could go away and learn it, I haven't done so but the point I make is that he was only too willing to ablige. He was very friendly. Since that occasion we meet fairly regularly, he sings, I listen and we may even be ------------------sorry, someone at the door.