Have just done three concerts, one at Grafton Underwood Church and two in Northampton the next one is at the Midland Band club Kettering, for the pensioners Parliament.  have already had bookings for 2013 up to October

Just thought I would share this poem. it was an article in the sun paper about a sheltered housing place having to remove all their garden stuff as it was a threat to health and safety. I sent it to the sun and the editor replied they had all had a laugh with it


                           DON’T GO INTO THE GARDEN GRANDMA
(Written after seeing an article in the Sun newspaper about a sheltered housing place
  Having  to take all the things out of the garden to comply with health and safety)
YOU CAN'T GO INTO THE GARDEN GRANDMA

You can’t go into the garden Grandma
It’s a mine field, don’t you know
The dangers that lie lurking their
Are things you’d never know.
At the sheltered housing complex
In the garden at the back
The man holding his clipboard
Has found health and safety it will lack.
Rose thorns prove a serious threat
As Mabel Isright has found out
She has got a thorn jabbed in her bum
That really made her shout.
The lovely wooden garden furniture
What dangerous stuff to have around
Fred Notright tried to sit upon a chair
And missed and fell onto the ground
The pot plants are all in the way
For the maintenance staff to sweep the track
Granny Sugden went to water one
And strained her blooming back
All the trees that are in fancy pots
Bill Baxter said they can’t be binned
Cos Mrs Everight hangs her washing on ‘em
And he likes to see her bloomers  blowing in the wind
Then he spotted a garden swing,
Good heavens that must stop
When old Mr Wilkins gets it going
He could go straight over the top.
Is that a bird table standing there
In front of the window where they have their tea
They could sit and watch birds mating
And get them thinking thoughts they shouldn’t be
But the real scourge of the garden
Is the greenhouse, be a good thing when it goes
As it’s only ten foot long by eight
The Warden walked into it and banged her nose.
So  the safety man said it all must go
I know what I’m about
I’m an expert on all safety matters
But he fell down the steps on his way out
So the garden is all emptied out
Nowhere to sit to admire the scene
But then again there’s nowt’ to look at
Apart from the marks where things have been
                                                                      David Garrett