Well, I could hardly say no, though I’m not sure how they will sound on the clarinet. But I’m a bit daunted. I’m okay with accompanying or playing in a group, but I don’t like anything that approaches a performance – not that this is, of course, but it’ll be dead silence apart from me – indeed, I’ll break the silence and if I make the smallest error it will reverberate round the church and … oh blimey. I’d better spend the next fortnight practising like some sort of dedicated musician. Yes, scales and stuff, the lot, sort of thing I don’t usually do because I normally dive straight into Mozart. You know where you are with Mozart.
Right – as ever, it’s just telling the tale that gets it out of my system. Backbone in place again, darlings. As I always say, it’ll be fine.
But oh bugger. If it is, they’ll nobble me every time they can’t find a bugler. And if it isn’t, I think I’ll have to leave the village.