I flunk the audition

Just had the email. Thanks, but no thanks. I’d flunked the audition.

What audition, I hear the question resound throughout the blogosphere (there are billions of blogospheres in the galaxy, you just can’t hear them scream…)?

Werll, reader (talking to myself again), I was coming to my 62nd birthday last year and thought it would be a great idea to apply to do a four-year undergraduate degree in Jazz at the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama. (Motto: There’s posh!)

No-one tried to stop me. Except me – I flunked the audition. Oh well, next year…

Boo, sob.