<3 and I have now been to our first Friday session at the Abingdon Arms. Great fun. The first half of the evening there wasn't much music that I knew, although I was encouraged to start The Butterfly, which didn't go as well as it did when I played it the previous Sunday, but was OK, and <3 even got to join in with her new low D whistle, which has a lovely sound to it.
Later on though, as people drifted off and the (tiny) pub started feeling less crowded, we had more familiar (to me) tunes, and I ended up managing to play almost my whole repetoir. This isn't particularly impressive at the moment, as I can count the number of tunes I know on my fingers, with some left over, but that is slowly improving.
The next day we headed off to the Valleys to meet up with friends who introduced us to the delights of crunchy cheesy mealworms and cream cheese and onion flavoured crickets. Yup, real bug snacks. I feel I have stepped over another hurdle as regards experiencing stuff. So what were they like? After getting over the fact that the crickets seemed to be looking at me, they were pleasantly crispy, but otherwise disappointingly boring. I don't really know what I was expecting, but these weren't nasty and weren't a fab taste sensation. They were just... something I ate, really. However, having got over the initial aversion to eating invertebrates (somewhat irrational as I have always been happy eating prawns and shellfish), I'd be happy to try something similar in the future.
Next up was going into Cardiff for a slap up meal at the Caribbean restaurant in the bay, followed by a trip to the rock club, Bogiez, in honour of the recent birthdays of three friends. The meal was awesome, having not eaten Caribbean food before, so I am now happy to say that I enjoyed a bowl of ackee and saltfish plus accompanying goodies. The club was weird, having hardly been to any clubs over the last ten years. Happily though, the air guitar skills have not all gone (though they are a bit rusty), and I also got to see some old buddies from past lives.
On Sunday we visited some other Valleys-resident friends and their six-month-old daughter, who was being a complete charmer. There is something immensely rewarding about finding how to keep a baby laughing and burbling away happily. I can't wait to be able to do that with my own kid. It won't be long. Eventually we went back home with a car load of stuff for a young baby that our friends no longer needed. Our pile of baby stuff is steadily growing now.
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