Well - we survived the first session in the rough pub! It looked like it might fall flat early on, but once people arrived & the juke box was turned off it turned into a very good evening. The regulars were reasonably interested & the pub is big enough for people talking at the bar not to overpower the music, nor vice versa.

We had drunk-blokie borrowing various instruments in an attempt to "learn" - also requesting various songs - one of which we had already done & he'd sung along to & then forgotten. Nutters eh? gotta love em. (Anyway he's a nice bloke, so no one minded too much).

Charley - you're right - its the unpredictability that puts the magic into a pub night. So perhaps its just the predictable irritants that we get really cross with - ie when the same person does the same irritating thing EVERY time. Anyway - I am cured of my spleen now, thanks to you Charley & will cherish the unpredictability! cheers.