I got to the pub just after 7pm, in good time to play for the retro-shops' party. I was shocked to find my brother was on duty, because he'd really been quite poorly during the week. In fact I'm not sure he's over it yet. My friend from uni's brother came with his partner and some friends, and further friends arrived during the course of the evening. The retro people duly turned up, and we were treated to some fireworks. Then it was my turn. The singalong was a great success. People say such kind things about my playing and about myself.
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