Confessional

I admit it - I was temporarily waylaid.  Three of my "bucket list" groups played nearby and my wife made sure I saw them (and selflessly subjected herself to my taste in music).  Then I discovered her taste in music isn't so bad; I absconded with her CDs. Lately I have been rediscovering my love of my congas (Just call me "Ricky Ricardo")and since no neighbours have complained.....  BUT! I am now back at the brushes and celebrated my return with a visit to my friends at the Potters' Guild of NJ.