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Look Ma… no hands!

The gig at Piatto on the 29th was fab. I played with an all new band – Marc Rausch, Nduduzo Makhatini, Pete Sklaire and Josh Thatcher. Let me tell you, my man Nduduzo can tickle those ivories.

And yes – I am wearing a sling. Fractured shoulder – mountain biking can be hazardous to your health. I’ve been in a sling for about 5 weeks. Got the all clear to turf the sling from my physio this week. It’s been challenging because I like to keep busy; no driving, no golf, no fly-fishing, no scuba … It did have a lot of upside though. Complete strangers came to my rescue. A special thanks to Don and Clarence for driving services and of course my sponsor Renault.