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KPB bloom in Forres

“The bus leaves at 6pm,” we were told and as I didn’t get home til after 5 it was going to be a close run thing to avoid being fined. My youngest son accompanied the band this weekend on our second trip to the European Pipe Band Championship in beautiful Forres. Continue reading KPB bloom in Forres

2015 Lilias Day

The build up to Lilias Day has been very visible to me this year as my house slowly filled with teddy bears and stuff in bottles before it was shipped off to Big Mick’s garage for storage. We were a well oiled machine the night before the big day as my lady drummer and I stuck raffle tickets to prizes and folded them all into a big bin. Everything was in motion and everything had been planned; stall rotas were filled and the new Event Shelter had arrived (to replace the one spatchcocked at Gourock) and had found its huge heavy way into my car. Continue reading 2015 Lilias Day

The Potted History of Kilbarchan Pipe Band

The band originally formed, so the sagas tell us, sometime in the Bronze Age as before this it was found difficult to form the chanter and drones from rocks, this band played together through the Iron Age and well into the Roman period. The Emperor Hadrian built his famous wall at a considerable distance from Kilbarchan so he didn’t have to hear them. The Roman Governor of Britannia, Agricola, was said to have heard the band tuning at Mons Graupius above the din of battle. The band escaped disguised as a group of Carthaginian acrobats. The drums were added shortly after this and the kilts shaved. Continue reading The Potted History of Kilbarchan Pipe Band

Farewell to Melissa

I woke up terribly thirsty this morning.
Yesterday was Cowal Games, the last competition outing for the band this season. The forecast was for hard work followed by silliness with outbreaks of cheeky vimto later on. One of the pleasures of going to Cowal is the free breakfast on the bus. Bobbins of Kilbarchan provide rolls with bacon or sausage, magic. We picked up Davie and Brian on route to the ferry and as we sat in the car park I couldn’t help noticing the lack of activity, the ferry before had left half empty. This is unheard of at Cowal weekend, the ferries are normally crammed with bandsmen and their buses. This was the first indication that everything was not as we expected in Dunoon. The second was when our bus was directed to park where the Grade 1 bands normally park. Curiouser and curiouser. Continue reading Farewell to Melissa