The 'Kumara Is Gone' was really into writing out lyrics to songs last night.

On a post, that started out interestingly, he wrote the complete lyrics to a song. He also left this comment on my last post.

"There you go, you can do the rest." Thanks, The Kumera Is Gone, but I'd rather write this one...

The Curmudgeon forgot to buy his veges,

Now the kumara is gone.

For songs he likes to write away,

After too much Chardonnay.

He should really keep a clear head,

Like he does when he washes his chin.

Wasting money on fancy wine.

He'd be better off with Cleanskin.

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There you go, TC. Now you can sort out the chords. Probably best not to use the bagpipes to do that.

I've been asked to play double bass in a folk band. I thought it might be a challenge to practise listening for chords and to supply some interesting rhythms to the band - I listened to a couple of their tunes. I'm playing Neil Diamond music Jazz and a fair bit of Irish music tomorrow night. Solo violin with backing tracks. I'm trying to practise violin and double bass for an hour each, each day. 

No news from 'Bob's boring bantering'.

At times he has told both Peter and I that he loves us. Now he doesn't want to have anything to do with us. Is that how old friendships work when you're a Catholic? God only knows!

Ah well, that's me for today.

Ciao tutti.