Our big, open to all, VIP guests and bring your Granny Gala Presentation was in the Kilbarchan Performing Arts Centre on the 1st of December. Continue reading Activities for Cold Nights
It’s another daft o’clock start but there is no grumbling this morning. Today we’re over the seas to Brodick; our annual bun fight and thank you to everyone for their support and hard work. Continue reading Arran distilled
A 4:45am Saturday wake up is fairly unheard of, I have been known to get home after drinking James the Hat’s whisky about then. This however was a call for help from Clydeport, they had a ship arriving at 6am and no band to welcome them. Not just any ship; Disney Magic was on route. Continue reading Of Mice and Pensioners
My 8 o’clock rise was not as much of an inconvenience as the nights the Unelected Social Committee spent sticking raffle tickets on teddy bears. After an omelette to sustain me I headed to Mick and Jo’s to pick up the Event Shelters and children’s furniture for our bottle and teddy stall. People stood slack jawed as I piled everything into the cavernous maw of the Ford Tardis and crawled to the park. Continue reading Lilias Day 2016
The banks might’ve been on holiday but the gallant lads and lassies of KPB were working their socks off. Wee Jo had arranged a Morrisons bagpack fundraiser for Albert, and Pipey wanted as many there as possible so the rules for tardiness and forgetfulness were in abeyance. Continue reading Typical Bank Holiday
People who know this band know that we never have a closed season, there is always something on the go. Helping to tell the story of Kilbarchan or stepping in to save a wedding are just some of the things we get asked to do, the fundraising for Albert has however begun to permeate all our activities and discussions. Continue reading Seasons Bleatings
By Coinneach Combe at the News Desk
On a fine Saturday afternoon Kilbarchan Pipe Band travelled to Gourock to play for our supporters at Cardwell Garden Centre. The weather stayed dry and the midges were not too hungry as we entertained the customers and staff with several sets of music with stops to storm the café ramparts. Continue reading Garden Centres and Subway Stations
So the early rise is a given, be there at 7:50am the bus leaves at 8. And it did! Everyone was there on time, the bus was smelling sweet and the weather was fine, what could go wrong?
Continue reading Arran 2015
A weekend off is a rare thing.
Bandsfolk check the diary before booking holidays, committing to visit elderly relatives or electing to have surgery. Pipey has arranged a few free weekends this year, it’s just a shame the weekend he is away isnae one of them, and as the name implies nothing is planned. The last weekend off had unsettled everyone and Dolomite Dave had entered the bandroom skieted through the door and slide tackled Brian. I think he managed to touch his left shoulder blade with his right foot. All the wee semi-quavers and gracenotes fell out of his pipe case and rolled about the floor til he gathered them up in embarrassment. Continue reading The Weekend Off
Let me tell you a sad tale.
On the Friday night before Bishopton Gala Day I began to experience old age twinges around my right ankle. By bedtime I couldn’t put weight on it so I sent Pipey a text crying off from the Bish march to rest my ankle for Sunday. Saturday saw me limping around the gathering band and getting accused of faking a broken leg to get out of the march (which is a long one), as if I would. Continue reading Busy Weekend