We played for a Hunley ceremony on the beach. The Hunley was the Confederate submarine that sank a Yankee boat and then sank itself. Re-enactors had a service at dark on the beach and then we all went to a pub
I was given the Piper of the Year award by the Charleston Police Pipes and Drums-go figure. It doesn't mean I'm the best player but it is for the person who is enthusiastically dedicated to the Highland art of bagpipe playing (my husband wishes I wasn't so enthusiastic).
Angus thought he should be given the award-we fought over it-I won.
When I started my new job in the pain clinic and got the lay of the land I experimented with using my very strict 30 minute lunch break as a time to practice my chanter in the back of my car. My practice venue looked like this:
I have continued to compete with my 2/4 March and Slow Air. In the Charleston Scottish Games I also did my first piobaireachd ground competition…and got 4th. I got 6th in the 2/4 march. At the Stone Mountain Games I got 6th in my 2/4 march. I was rather pleased with these for how little I'm able to practice.
In the middle of all this Annette got engaged to Mark Hargrove. I was NOT invited to play at any of the celebrations and I have been told there will be NO bagpipes at the wedding so don't even ask. Sigh!I guess I didn't start playing early enough so that the pipes were imprinted positively on the kids
. . . so I have started early with my nieces. They were happy to march in my parade as I practiced this past weekend
This semester I have been doing a pediatric clinical rotation and working in the office of Charlestown Pediatrics. Krispy Kreme had Pirate Day: if you walked in and spoke pirate you got a free donut BUT if you walked in dressed like a pirate you got a free dozen donuts. So, guess what I did? I went early to get my donuts then stayed dressed up as a pirate for my day in the office with the kids. It was a lot of fun.
For Halloween I wore my kilt and police shirt (we had a gig to play right after my clinical). I saw my patients wearing this outfit and had my stethoscope around my neck. I'd walk in and ask the kids what I was dressed up as. One boy looked me over from head to toe a couple times and then focused on my stethoscope and his face brightened "a doctor!" I took the stethoscope off and said "No, guess again". He looked me over from head to toe again and then focused on the police shirt- "A policeman!" So I put my glengarry on (the little hat) and said "No, guess again." He did the look over twice and then, with a very puzzled look on his face he said, "A police cook?" Sigh! There is much work to be done in this younger generation.
