This report is concerned mainly with the Scottish Championships but before I get into that I’ll have a quick canter through another driech day; The Europeans in Inverness.
That’s us well into February and although we have given ourselves a mountain to climb in learning 30 odd tunes for Music Show Scotland and perfecting the new MAP set we can still be seen out and about at shows, concerts, gigs, Burns suppers and well mostly Burns suppers. James the Hat and I would like to have a Pipe Band Burns supper some year because three in three weeks isn’t enough.Continue reading Winter Statement
A joint entry to try and get me up to date
The weather running up to Lilias Day was preternaturally sunny and fine so there were no surprises when the weather apps showed big black clouds and lightning for the big day. I didn’t care as I was to be wafted up the road in a big posh car pumping fumes and particulates onto my red faced and choking bandmates. Continue reading Bling and burgers
After Sanquhar there is a wee four week competition hiatus that lets players iron out inconsistencies, Pipe Majors unknit their brows and James the Hat and myself get some fishing in. And maybe a beer. Continue reading Reel around Coatbridge
The season of Burns Suppers is upon us, I used to just turn up, enjoy the speakers and eat and drink too much. I’m involved in three this year, actually doing stuff. Continue reading In the Burns unit
Our metamorphosis continues; to be a competent competition winning band, not a giant insect. Continue reading Seasonings Greetings
This nearly slipped under my radar as I fret and fuss about the Somme show. We have run a Christmas Fayre with stalls for the last few years and it’s always a sugar fuelled arts and crafts extravaganza. Continue reading Crimble Fayre
It’s been two weeks since the Cèilidh. This was an unqualified success again thanks to the hard work of the Usual Suspects. While I freely admit I wasn’t there for most of it Continue reading Remembering!
The Idiot Box was doing a roaring trade, we turned up 20 seconds late, but as wise old mercenary Pipey says, “20 seconds is the same as 20 minutes, late’s late! Four in your car is it? £20 please.” Continue reading The British 2016
There are two things guaranteed to get the Scottish public out on a Saturday night; curry, beer and a quiz. Continue reading Currying favour