Hey again, all. Just to clarify, Gnu, this ain't a fatigue issue. This happened the first song of the set. If it was the last tune of the last set, maybe. And it hasn't happened before. Long, fast sessions are no stranger to this tipper-flickin' fella. You may have a point, though, about making another unnecessary visit to my doctor -the other day he told me he thinks I'm a hypochondriac. Why, I asks. Well, to start with, I have this note here from your gynecologist...

I drink milk and eat bananas. As well as other things of course, but I wouldn't think that calcium and potassium are at the root of this issue. Nor exercise, although I'm wondering if the fact that I had worked out with light weights earlier that day might have contributed.

Spot - do you hit a melodeon with a stick? :-)

Tweed - yup, it's a drum. A much maligned and misunderstood musical instrument. A modest instrument whose simple construction implies wrongly an easy path to it's mastery. A drum which should not be ridiculed and shunned, nor abused or made fun of. Nay, the bodhran should take its place in the pantheon of legitimate musical instruments, alongside the accordian, the banjo, the zither, the bongo and the autoharp, and it should be venerated. And it should be on a stamp.

Jez - be careful with RSI. Have you changed your playing style at all to alleviate the discomfort? I'm in Canada, but I have ancestors buried and distant relatives living in UK.

And Desdemona, a recent study shows most of the bodhran players in the ER here had been hit with flying beer bottles. Less frequent, but still statistically significant was the "accidental" fiddle bow tip in the eye. And don't get me started on the number of sarcoplastic reticulumectomies that have occurred.

Cheers all, Bardford