A Wandering Minstrel

Congratulations to my sister Shan and her fiancee Mark on setting a date for their wedding.

On the 4th August 2007 (although I know these dates sometimes change nearer the time) she should be wandering through the makeshift mud ailse into a barn in south Kent to marry her beloved, in a manner beffiting two veterinarians.

I am flattered to have been asked to play guitar as Shan stomps down what I imagine to be a dirt track. This is going to be a proper hill-billy wedding!! Anyone who knows me will know that despite having been in possession of guitars for the best part of my life, guitar is not my strongest instrument. I better get practising, that or buy a lumberjack shirt and learn the banjo.

Shan's given me some leeway to think of something fitting myself. I will have to play my cards carefully here or risk creating some schism whereby I am no longer invited to family events nor indeed loved by my family anymore. So agit-prop may not be the order of the day, but I will not, I WILL NOT play something insipid like Jack Johnson.... OK, I will if they really want me to. Maybe I could persuade them with some Hank Williams.

Anyway, all my love to you both.