Get Elfman's Baton Out!

Ah, another great day in the life of a celesta. It was nice to meet a clarinet from a new set of optical nerves, and to have a rehearsal with a double bass. Saving a vole from the perilous corridors was just part of the excitement, along with a surprise that gave a smile from ear to ear all day.

Then to chill out with the same double bass and a banjo, wrapped up in sleeping bags on the biggest sofa known to man, as Claiton turned Eastwood Revine flashed up on the screen.

I will now give the (pain in the ass) shiny black grand piano a ring to tell her the pairing for an RS exam before retiring to bed, telling a few white flicky things that are in a complete mess to fuck off politely.

How lovely =)