Saturday night and a debut performance for Ailes de Pappillon - we will improve - but such a great experience. A special thanks to Ralph a fab german guy who sang and played brilliantly and let us sing and play with hime until the wee hours.... great fun singing Price, Tag, Dancing Queen, Killing me Softly.... and of course an funny variation of Highway to hell! 2.30am and I finally fell into bed - such fun!  to be repeated sooon.....

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