Believe it or not I went to my pal Tracey's singsong last night. In the past I've managed to avoid subjecting others to what I like to call my singing, but finally hubby and I took the plunge last night and joined the festivities. I will not claim that we sounded any better than Tarzan, Tonto and Frankenstein, but it was an enjoyable evening and there were some rather good singers that carried it for the rest of us. We were accompanied by Kev on the fiddle and a guitarist who's name I cannot remember. It made me smile to see the guitarist, as hubby has often mentioned that he would like to learn to play guitar, as people will always find an opportunity to sing.