A much more successful (and thus enjoyable) band practice tonight. I actually managed to play my flute to a halfway decent standard which is always good. Last week, in case I forget was awful – spending much of the first half peering into the end Gonzo-style and fiddling with the keys trying to work out what had broken only to pass it to Debbie in the break to see her play it no problem. Tonight though was different. And my earlier evening practice of a couple of pieces even paid off, although the final movement of Clare Grundman’s English Suite did have me sweating buckets with nerves. I wasn’t brilliant, but I wasn’t dreadful either.