I reckon I am the FAIR ONE and can beat the bodhran outta any of you, even tho ya are me mates! After visiting 250 different bodhran and flute makers in the "old country", I finally settled on 80 slightly different tunings for over 40 flutes, bought myself 30 new harps, enough to make sure you are all green with envy, so ya remind me of home, and managed to visit every trad musician ever to live in the most beautiful scenery imaginable, while packing my children on my back. Simultaneously, I took National Geographic-worthy pictures of the highpoints, sitting up in the wee hours at the pub downloading them for digital delivery to share with you lot.

I reckon it is to me da's credit and Rosie's that not once, while I was there, did I click my ruby red slippers and say, "There's no place like home." Now that I am back on the Yellow Brick Road, though, I am looking for those slippers!

It's all just an

ALlusion to me!