Headin' back to Himatangi.

Violin practice must be done

I'll keep going on Paganini,

Then Thursday the fiddle goes into the car,

I'm heading back to Himatangi.

Always start you practice slowly

Think tone, tuning and arpeggi,

Do as much while you're at home

Before heading up to Himatangi.

I've chosen pieces for the gig

And will practise them in a lump

When the portaloo arrives I can have a dump

That'll be up in Himatangi.

Okay, before you start moaning and whining, it's pretty hard to find things to rhyme with Himatangi. The only thing I could think of was the name Rangi. It's even harder to find things to do there if you haven't got a pottery to tidy up.

Anyway, that's where we'll be until Sunday. We won't be sleeping at the pottery - we have a motel in Palmy.

On Saturday we have a ceremony for Uncle Steve and my new band 'the July Guys trio' will provide music for the occasion. 

Well, I'd better be off because there is practice, and other things, to do.

Ciao tutti.