Well done! And thank you for all the commments and quotations. I can run from you lot but I can't hide
Yesterday's not very mysterious object was my beautiful set of Border Bagpipes in the key of A.
They have more presence than the Northumbrian pipes (which are very sweet, but I once heard a Highland pipe major describing them as suitable for playing "only wee tootly tunes”) without risking the eardrums when played indoors.
Once upon a time I had high aspirations to play them to a high standard, but steady work with a ceilidh band demanded greater proficiency on other instruments. Now my band days are long over and I have got round to offering the pipes for sale. Needless to say, when I was taking the product pictures I saw something far more interesting emerging – yesterday's upload
, to which I have added an explanatory V2.*
in the title is the chanter, the bit that plays the melody; it's on the left in the mono photo. The Three
are the drones that supply the accompaniment, such as it is.
And January 25th is of course Burns' Night, where my pipes were guaranteed an outing. We can't even get a little dinner party together this year
so Shadow Saturday takes precedence.
*I haven't given up completely; two more sets of pipes languish in Woolybill Towers . . .
TODAY's OFFERING is another found shadow, Crimdon beach, County Durham.
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