Yesterday trombone-brother Bruce came for a morning session on the bones. He did a college degree in tromboning after his (early) retirement, so he can show me a move or two (or three) and he's American so he has jazz in his genes.
We certainly did more jaw-jaw than blaw-blaw, but it was good to start to get going again. And the convocation for the first PJB rehearsal has arrived - next Friday 20th, with a first concert in November.
We shared a hearty lunch of salad dressed with lardons with Mrs Davey, by that time returned from la Maison de la Bible, and Desmond, a travelling evangelist who had arrived unexpectedly in his van.
The evening found Desmond and I braving the seasonal drizzle to attend the meeting of Bordeaux-USA with an intervention on Equality. It was a good occasion to meet folks and to network, something we have to apply ourselves to much more than in the past !
As we hopped, skipped and jumped back to the bus-stop we passed this festive band of nocturnal merry-makers playing pétanque in the rain.