What do you call someone with no body and no nose? Nobody knows.

 Sunday. We'll be on duty with Harrison again today. No time for Mass. I won't be visiting the church shop.

The little guy has been really full on lately. He has lots of strength and lots of energy. It's a bit of a relief that he has a sleep in the middle of the day.

Tomorrow is Armistice Day.

They talk about the 11th hour on the 11th day
of the 11th month.

It's when the first world war officially finished when a document was signed by Germany and the Allies. In the past our local RSA always organised a ceremony at our War Memorial in Wainuiomata, but the RSA in Wainui has ceased to exist. For the last few years I've turned up and played the Last Post on this day to about four onlookers. I'll do the same tomorrow. It's kind of funny how ex-RSA guys don't turn up. It must have been important to them once. Never mind.

Okay, okay, you want to hear about yesterday's jam. I should have taken a bass amp. Instead, as instructed, I used a crappy amp that was on site. I just couldn't get a good sound out of it. I took my violin, but didn't get to play it. They were all nice guys but the pianist burst into quite a lot of tunes that I didn't know. Normally, at a jam, though not always, tunes are chosen that everyone knows or has the music for. Never mind. 

I see that the Aussies beat England at rugby. Yes! It would be great if Scotland could beat South Africa, but I don't think that's going to happen. Just like Peter won't write a post this morning.

Silly me! I bit my lip. Can't write a 
post now this morning.

At least Roberto has a good excuse because he'll be at Mass, unless he did that cheating thing where you go the night before.

Ah well, I'll wrap it up there.

Ciao.