My Uncle- a short story written by Vic Davey
My Uncle was a musician, a Maestro who performed all over Europe and the UK back in the 50s. He was a virtuoso of the Japanese Nose Flute, which as you know is a very difficult instrument to learn and master let alone play and perform.
He was booked to play a concert at the Royal Albert Hall in London, with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra and guest conductor Sir John Barbarolli. Rehearsals had gone very well but, unfortunately, on the morning of the concert, my uncle developed a heavy head cold. There was no way the concert could be cancelled as it was a sell out, so my uncle decided the show must go on.
Anyway, everything was set, he walked on to the stage to thunderous applause, the orchestra began the first few bars, he lifted the flute to his nose and proceeded to spray the first three rows of the audience with mucus......
The last anyone heard of him, he was busking outside Leicester Square Underground station....
Who nose what he might have achieved!!!
ReplyDeleteYes, was snot a great performance...
DeleteBrilliant. I wouldn't even attempt a joke ;}
ReplyDeleteVery sad, he lost out and he tried his best not to let the crowd down. Feel sorry for him. Brilliant story though.
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