Dunno if I've got the figure for either a Gangster or a Moll, Blue - minus a violin case as well
One of the most depressing moments of my life was when I'd just bought my first ever house. It was a terrace. I come from a huge family, so finally, I was looking forward to some peace and quiet, in me own gaff! I looked out the window and the bloke next door was dragging a trombone case up to his front door
Turns out, he was a roadie and was just storing the band's kit. He couldn't play a note and had no intention of ever trying
Hope the charity night is a success.

Memento mori, carpe diem.