Now – fair warning – this is going to sound like a complete First World White Whine, but… one of my Amazon “gifts to myself” (bought with some of the vouchers I received from my family) arrived in this morning in rag order.
I (no laughing at the back) bought a ukelele, as one of my 2014 goals is to teach myself to play a new instrument. Ukes are small, cheap and intrinsically hilarious. A lot like me, to be fair…
Anyway, my uke turned up this morning with a neck like crack addict. It had scratches and chips taken out of it all the way down. Far from new, it looked years old.
I got it via Amazon Prime, so I immediately logged on, registered my annoyance and a new one is winging its way to me right now. I have to drop the damaged one off at a collection point, but this is far easier than braving the Xmas sales in London and dealing with an overwrought sales assistant.
I did have time – about 15 mins – to tune the thing and play three chords. Fair enough, they were C, C7 and C7maj so not a stretch, but pleasing all the same.
The replacement should arrive on Monday, giving me the opportunity to practice a little before 2014 kicks off properly. So here’s to plenty of hours of practice, calluses on my finger tips and the playing of Gershwin on a ukelele. Hope that’s not to offensive to his musical memory…