Sunday, good to not be at church, good to be back practising the double bass.

 

No coffee this morning. I think I might have learnt my lesson. I'll have to be satisfied with the water I get when I take my pills. 

I'm very itchy this morning. It's one of the conditions I have to suffer. Shelley sometimes calls me Itchy Richie. I'll put on some cream after I've finished this post. Itching, to my level, is no fun. I guess it's a bit like being in Purgatory. Boy! The nonsense that a Catholic upbringing can put into your head!

Yesterday was another good practice day, for both violin and double bass. I'm now two days down on my five month journey to 'Playing with myself'. Practice is built around my chosen 15 tunes, with all the important practice things being applied - long notes, tuning and tone, etc., etc., etc.

Okay, time to get this day underway.

Stay away from silly old churches.

Ciao tutti.