Years ago, I was a missionary in Tasmania, and the only musician of any sort in the the church there. They asked me to play the organ for the church services. Utter failure and humiliation, because you can't even make a joke about it in church. This spring I've been playing my first Renfaire with my new harp, Dick, whose pillar is shaped like an engorged .... That's how he got his name. So when I try a new song and lose all track of the words, I can just say that all the blood has rushed away from my brain, fumble, fake it, laugh with the audience, try it again or go on to something else.

Mimosa