Snare Drum

When you are born to man who plays the snare drum and a woman who ALWAYS had the radio on and sang – you come into life surrounded by music.

To this day, the snare sound makes the hairs stand on end.

When said father is also a Scot…….hopeless.

I’ll leave a light on


Only for those who want it.

And this candle is now very dim. Sadly.

P.S. Dad taught me how to tighten the skin on his drum. A wonderful memory of being in the barracks with the band preparing for a performance. No sticky fingers allowed near brass!


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