|Bilbo the Bass Man heads back to Wellington after staying at my house the past few days. He was in town to play with Deb Gillanders at the Bunker last Monday evening. It was nice to have some intellectually stimulating company while Trude is away.|
After what seems like a couple of years of frustrated attempts, I finally made it out to Martha Louise's lovely home overlooking the Kiapara harbor. We had a relaxing afternoon looking for, and finding, some common musical ground.
Attended the house warming party at Katy Horwood's new house. The hit of the party was the compulsory cup of "tea": a hot cup of wildberry tea topped up with a splash of Stone's Ginger Wine. This inspiring concoction makes winter not just bearable but enjoyable. Of course the good company and music helps as well.
Trude flies out of Auckland to spend some time with her family in Dallas.
Trude and I enjoyed the Bach Musica performance at St. Mathews in Auckland with Michael McKeown and Ardeth Lobet. After a steaming Japanese noodle-bar dinner on the waterfront we all ventured over to The Bunker for the Margarette Roadknight concert which was a very pleasurable way to finish off the weekend.
|Can you guess which two people in this photo are related? After seven years of living on a boat and not being able to persuade a single family member to come for a visit, we thought we would buy a house to see if that would help. It does!!! So what if Zack is here on a business trip, he is still the first family member to visit since we got the house.|
The Devonport Folk Music Club hosted the 30th annual Tiddly Wink Championship on Saturday evening at the Bunker. The competition was fierce and the pressure was intense. After finishing runner-up in 1999 and being eliminated in the first round in 2000 I was determined to bring the Cup back to Devonport this year. Ken Lee, the defending champion from the Titirangi Folk Club, was equally determined to retain the Cup for Titirangi. The most politically challenging moment came when I met Trude in the semi-final round. It was with some reservation that I Tiddelied the last Wink to move on to the finals.
Needless to say, the pressure was on for the final and the adrenal glands
were straining. It was more nerve-wracking than a musical performance.
Somehow I managed to keep the pressure under control and a steady hand
prevailed in the end. I think all the hours spent playing flat pick
guitar and mandolin gave me the edge.
Handing over the Cup:
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