When you go to a weekly club, and you know that the same 5 songs and the same 8 morris tunes will be served up by the same "performers" every sodding week, it does tend to make you a wee bit jaundiced.

Don't matter if they're out & out Trad or singer/songwriter stuff - after a whole year you're begging for Wild Rover or Athenry instead.

Having done 57 consecutive weeks to the start of December, I decided I owe it to myself to have a bit of a break - I've missed 3 of the last 8. And do you know what? The Miles to Dundee and I'll Tell Me Ma and a few others have not troubled my mind for a single moment. Great, innit?