How to do a gig without a thumb
So it turns out I must have damaged the tendon when I cut my left thumb in The Great Coconut Debacle because I managed to snap it completely in a bizarrely trivial washing up accident last week. Not recommended.
Fortunately, a nice doctor with a bedside manner and manic, staring eyes was ready to come to my rescue. By which I mean get another doctor, this time without a bedside manner and with almost no eye contact whatsoever, to stab me with a needle and knock me out so he could set upon me with a Stanley knife in my sleep.
So now I have Frankenthumb and am not allowed to do anything significant for 10-12 weeks. Fortunately, saxophonists are two a penny and we were able to secure the services of the excellent and embarrassingly young Josh Arcoleo for our forthcoming gigs. Great value at half pence (now that’s what I call a cheap joke).
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Ouchhhhh that looks bloody painful. Hope you soon over it. Where can we get some hi-res images for a Musera editorial for the Teignmouth Jazz Festival please
Thanks Cathy. Hope you got the images ok…