No time

Sorry, I haven't read emails except business ones and hardly any blogs. All getting a bit on top. I'll catch up soon.

Tonight, I went to the high school's music concert, which I greatly enjoy each year. It made me think of a class concert that a girl organised when I was at school. She came up with the idea in a 'hey! let's put on the show Right Here!' sort of manner, so I agreed to join in, never thinking it was going to happen.

I learned several things that day. Well, I learned one and had my instincts confirmed about two others (I did the right thing, was not wise after the event).

One. I may have taken part in the school play with confidence and even have enjoyed it, but playing the piano is a bit different, as nerves go straight to the fingertips.

Two. There's no point in stopping. It only draws attention to your mistakes and your nerves. Keep going, but play as fast as possible. You may bluff them.

Three. It is always wise not to tell your parents about times you're likely to make a tit of yourself. Then your kind mother will not try to console you, which would destroy the faint hope that *two* had worked.