Fangs for the music

If there were any bats in the belfry, cranberry flick sent them packing, with two hours of top entertainment, raising a fair sum of money for Beeston Methodist Church as well. A very appreciative audience sang along to Minnie the Moocher. Was lulled by the sweet tones of Angie singing Don't know Why. Our version of the chuckle brothers made a show of bringing Angie's stool out ( we didn't find out until later, that one had passed away!) and the infamous two cocks made an appearance over the pews!!! Confused? Well come to our next show , soon to be announced. Talking of bats. Two bats sat in cave, one with blood round his mouth. One said ,' where did you get that ' the other said ' See that tree over there?' Yes replied the other.
'Well I didn't'

A# Demented

Monday , was our last rehearsal before our concert at the Beeston Methodist Church on August 4th. It was the first time in weeks, that we managed to get almost all the band together. All music, starts with a key. Be it sharps, naturals or flats, none have stumped us. But tonight, one did. All rehearsals start with a visit to the micro brewery next door for 7 glasses of tonic water!!!! As I was last back into the practice room, the front door slammed behind me, followed by a small tinkle ( no, not our trumpet player took short) this was the key snapping off in the lock!!@ The next 45 minutes was spent with small screwdrivers, hammers, magnets and pincers trying to remove the Yale key that had snapped flush with the lock. With patience and lots of ideas from the band, the key was retrieved. Mathematics then decreed we get 2 hours of music into 45 minutes. We did it. We are ready. We have a fantastic show for you , so please come along Saturday.....but if anyone asks what key we are in........!!!!