Thanks for the song posted above, Charley Noble. I like it.

A manners story: I was at a Highland Games once, where a young lady of seventeen or so had been invited to play. We were seated around her, listening, when a drop-dead handsome young man of about 22 started playing another harp. He was obviously used to being indulged by everyone around him. (He was about a foot taller than her.) All she did was stop playing and smile a frozen smile at him for a long, long time. He stumbled to a stop and apologized.

Silence was truly golden at that moment.