Not much happening around the blogs.

 So, I thought I'd better write something.

SOMETHING.

I know the boys will enjoy that joke!

Boy 1

Boy 2

Here's a picture of me playing at Sunday evening's jam.

Shelley and I went by Uber, and maybe I had a few too many wines, so I didn't really play my best but I was okay. I just got to play two tunes (as is the custom at jams) but it was nice to catch up with a few people. It'd be good to go back sometime. 

Robert will might be writing another post soon, as might Peter. Both boys are put off a bit by proofreading. Hey, it's not hard - you just read what you've written a couple of times before you post it.

No big deal.

This is a big deal!

Well, I'm off to get ready for school.

Ciao tutti.

In San Nitty.

 Sorry about the title to this post. I think I might have spent too long proofreading Robert's new post. Though it is great to see him back. Can you work out what I meant to write? It's supposed to be about cycle lanes taking over certain suburbs in Wellington.

I've just reread the comment, on my last post, where Peter told us about his $150 fine for driving in a bus lane. Newtown is full of cycle lanes and bus lanes. I made the same mistake as Peter, one time, when I was looking for the entrance to a motel on Adelaide Road. Fortunately, I got away scott-free. Later, that same day, I saw a couple of people in uniform out with a camera. You don't see a lot of cyclists using the cycle lane, but all the car parks on both sides of Adelaide Road have been lost. Why can't they just confine part of the footpath for cyclists? They do that on the Wainuiomata hill footpath. Though, one thing I have noticed is that cyclists have little regard for the safety of pedestrians on the hill. Many roads in the more southern suburbs of Wellington are now quite narrow. 

These things are a bloody nuisance!

That Wellington jam is on this evening. Fortunately, it is nowhere near Newtown. If the plan goes ahead, we'll travel by Uber. I'm not quite sure what to expect, but it should be interesting AND it is always good to 'have a blow', as we say in Jazz. My warmup today will include playing in all 12 major and minor keys. 

Well, that's it for this morning.

Ciao tutti.

I'm writing this post to myself.

 I only know of two people who have read this blog regularly.

1. Peter, the only reader left, is busy driving from Taupo to Whangarei. That's about a five hour drive. Peter has a good excuse for not reading this post.
2. Robert comes and goes, like his posts. On several occasions he has told both Peter and I that he loves us. He doesn't really act like he does. We haven't seen him for a while now.

Well, that being the case, I'm writing this post for me. Wow, it has been a wet night and a wet day. Yes, I know that. As you remember, Richard, you had to go to the supermarket a little while ago. That experience made you decide to stay home for the rest of the day. Well, I guess it gives me time to write this post.

I've got a feeling that the band at tomorrow's jam might be a Dixieland band. I know I don't have to tell me how I came to that conclusion because obviously I was there. It is possible that, a little while after Peter gets home, he might settle down with a Cleanskin fancy wine and checks out the state of the blogs. Well, I saw that at one of their other jams they had a Dixieland band made up of young cats. I should explain - sometimes jazz musicians are called cats. If that is true, they probably won't be playing Bebop tunes or Bossa Nova tunes. You'd expect to hear things like Mack the Knife or St. Louis Blues. I guess time will tell. As I know, I've been working on playing like a singer for a while, so this could be a good test for me - playing tunes that I haven't practised. Time will tell. 

Should I pretend that I'm not talking to me? I guess that, if I just wrote in the normal way, no one would notice. Hang on, no one is reading this post. Just me, and maybe Peter at some later date. I can do whatever I like.

1957

Oooopz LOLolo dis iz kwite a real axing way 2 rite!

See you this afternoon, Rich.

Have I got exciting news for you?

 No.

• Peter is actually driving home from Taupo today and not yesterday, as I said in my last post. He drove through very bad weather yesterday to get to Taupo. Poor old bugger, that's no fun.
• There is nothing on Robert's blog again and his posts on Facebook have gone. I guess that's the way it is always going to be. 
• My fame on the 'Love Wainuiomata' Facebook site has come to nothing. Not that I give a shit. Maybe I won't turn up for ANZAC Day? Hey, I wouldn't do that. Maybe I should officially resign from the job?

We've had very, very heavy rain that started yesterday afternoon. It is still happening as I write. 

I'm planning to go to a jam session in Wellington tomorrow evening. I don't know anything about who is playing but it'll probably be the same people who do most of the jazz gigs around town. Time will tell. Obviously, I'll be taking my violin. It should be interesting.

Sorry, I've only put one tiny picture on this post. I'll see what I can find.

Me at a jam in 2021.

Angry Jesus.

The Holy Spirit.

My car.

Beautiful Jesus.

My rubber hammer.

I hope those pictures keep my reader happy.

Here's the picture that they should have used on the 'Love Wainuiomata' site.

That would add a bit of mystery to their boring site. "Are these two men related or not?"

Well, they have spelt my name incorrectly in Wainuiomata for 21 years! Both at the high school and in the ANZAC Day programme. Hey, they only added my name to that programme two or three years ago. I've been playing for them (twice a year) for about 11 or 12 years! Do they really give a fuck whether or not they have a bugler on ANZAC Day?

Hey, I'm getting bitter. Ah well.

What? You want some more pictures?

Well, okay.

Where I'm going to stand to play the Last Post from next year.
I hope they can hear me.

Akish says, "Hi."

An idiot.

New Plymouth 2018.

Do you remember Baxter?

Well, that'll have to do you for today.

Addio, una persona.

No one is probably going to read this but...

 HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our oldest blogger!

PETER aka The Curmudgeon.

I think that Peter may be waking up in Taupo this morning. Have a great day and I hope you get to do something special.

Wassup?

 Robert's blog has no posts again. He's over posting religious stuff of Facebook.

I'm not sure how this picture fits in, or who it is supposed to attract to his biblical messages.

A bit scary.

In another post I noticed this. "God storms out in a rage and next thing Aaron's woman is a leper!"

I would have thought that God was above that sort of behaviour. Sounds like what old Don would do.

Meanwhile it seems that Peter might be interested in a gang house townhouse in Moera. I think he's heading back up north today. He did a tour of Miramar yesterday, by bus. Richard's BB Tours does a Miramar tour AND he could have used his Gold Card to get aboard free. Never mind.

I only practised for 15 minutes yesterday, though I did teach violin for a good part of the day. Then I got a last minute call to babysit. H number 1 was in good spirits. I played on the floor with him, then I'd climb up, then down again. That was a workout, but well worth it to spend time with my best friend. H number 2 wanted to stay with dad and cried on the two occasions I tried to hold him. Mum is a bit unwell, so poor old dad is coping with two little ones. I'll tell you now, it's more tiring than teaching teenagers!

I practised for 1 1/2 hours on Wednesday. I'll try to make up time today. Ah, it's nice to have a few days off from work. Robert put up a video of himself playing a little violin tune on Facebook. I liked his tone, so I gave him a 'like'.

You might wonder why the American flag is in the background. It might be because, in orchestras, the first string a violinist tunes is the A string - an A is played by the oboe. I'm pretty sure that not every violinist would tune this way. Maybe Robert wants to 'Make A Great Again'?

Well, that's it for today.

Ciao tutti.

Who will win the age race?

 

Our three bloggers are in an age race this month.

It seems that whoever can score 73 first will take out first prize.

Unfortunately, Robert can only expect a personal best of 70.

The baby of the group.

Richard (of RBB) is pushing hard for the lead but could have left his run a few days late.

Still, he has the most popular blog.

It looks like the Whangarei golfer might be edging ahead.

The favourite to take out first past the post.

I guess we can only wait and watch.

Richard's Bass Bag* will keep you informed as results come in.

* the original bass bagging site