Later, that same day. E A D G

Yesterday was a negative musical experience for me. 

And do you know whose fault it was?

MINE!

Why mine?

Because I let my feelings be controlled by idiots.

But how do you know they were idiots?

Well, I bet that I know more about playing the violin than almost anyone else who was there.

Why do I say 'almost'?

Well, because you can't account for every single person who was there.

Still, I can be pretty sure that I play the violin better than 99% of people who were present.

There's an old saying that I really like.

"When you die, people are upset, but you don't know that you are dead. It's the same when you are stupid."*

I practise the violin almost every day. I make a big effort to do thoughtful, constructive practice. I think it's fair to say that I know I'm pretty good. I have a pretty big repertoire. 

When I'm asked to do something, like play at a funeral, I come very prepared. My gear is all checked out and my repertoire is well prepared. The one thing I have no control over is the minds of the people who turn up.

And my biggest mistake?

I forgot what I try to teach my students.

Okay, enough of that.

Let's talk about proofreading.

Rob needs to check out how to spell 'mural'.

Peter needs to have a read through his posts before he posts them.

Have fun boys but proofread.

I was thinking about the Christian god the other day. Why does he feel the need to be adored? Is he acting like Donald Trump? Why does anyone need to be adored? 

Okay, I'm tired, so I'm going to leave it there for today.

Tomorrow morning the Bob goes back into standard tuning.

E A D G

Ciao tutti.

* Robert will disagree with this.