There is nothing worse than a Friday night deadline – Scout Hut 7 o’clock. I’m fairly punctual but I’m married to a drummer, “Time is an illusion etc etc!” The car was loaded, everything was in order but my poor drummer was ill, ill, ill. There was talk of, “you go on without me.” However after a wee call from Pipey she rallied and we made the bus with minutes to spare. To a chorus of, “Did you remember your pipes?” I boarded the bus for the 3 and a half hour drive to Inverness. The word from on high was that there would be no drinking on the bus, fair enough! This was to be our first overnighter as a band, so best behaviour and no hangovers for the morning. I don’t think I heard the first can being cracked ’til we crossed the Clyde. However as a show of solidarity for my poor sick drummer lady I held out ’til Perth. When in Rome! Continue reading European Championship, Forres.
The first “major” of the season and we have been working hard, the disappointment of Gourock has been forgotten and the band as in mellow mood as we embarked for Bathgate. Then the bus driver took us on the school run because that’s the route she knows and we knew it was going to be an eventful day. We visited a housing estate and had to rely on the satnav skills of Mr S McKay to get us to the show on time. An executive decision was made and the legendary Event Shelter was abandoned in favour of using the bus as a base of operations, so without further ado we set up camp and began sunbathing. Continue reading British Championship 2014
I have decided to try and keep a record of the bands progress through the 2014 season. All the competitions, gala days and social activities we get involved in during the course of the season. We have been playing on the competition circuit for a few years now and it’s been a sair fecht. There is nothing more disturbing than putting yourselves up for comparison with bands that have been competing for years and discovering that the judges don’t think your as great as you do. However naivety will only see you so far and after a period of serious soul searching and personnel changes we are ready to step into the circle once again. A 5th at Sanquair Indoor gave us hope that the hard work was bearing fruit. Brian has grown over the last few years as Pipe Major, better able to exert his will on his pipers and get the best from them. With Neil adding years of expertise in bandcraft and musicianship we have a top pairing that can hear the faults and work to rectify them. Stewart has revitalised the drum corp and bass section and the number of drummers has soared. New drum scores and methods have given the drummers added flair. With Derek’s hard work beginning to pay off we have a swarm of juvenile pipers coming through and another crop of adult learners pushing at the door. Everything seems to be heading in the right direction but tomorrow we find out if all the hard work has been in vain. Tomorrow is Gourock. First games of the season and traditionally a rain-lashed affair. They have a saying in Gourock, “If you can see Dunoon it will soon rain, if you can’t it’s raining!” The first year we played there the weather was glorious so the Pipey had us set up the gazebo in a bog, just to get us acclimatised.
Tomorrow we play our well honed set of 2/4 marches and for the first time we play up into Grade 3. We await the Crit sheets with baited breath.
So lets check the reeds are secure and the joints are tight it’s going to be a long, fun summer. Cannae wait!