I've been practicing the Mandolin for a few weeks now. Its one of those instruments that, once you've picked it up, takes you into ethereal aural ecstasy (note; I said 'aural', not 'oral ecstasy' - I rarely eat chocolates, preferring a Mucky Duck's Burger and Fries - only £1.oo you know).
I've been knocking out a couple of folk tunes and intend to take the crazy instrument big-walling with me. If I can sneak it past Hugh and his anal selection process. By that I don't mean he's selecting anuses for the trip, just that he can be quite the pedant when it comes to choosing equipment.
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