Someone heard me practising in the hall I use. They asked me who it was 'because they sound good', and when I said it was me they asked me to do a gig for them! I did it tonight. A solo gig, with no other musicians. I played accompanying a choir with an audience of about 100. All went well, and because it was outdoors I was so cold (and got so damp) I didn't feel any nerves.
It all went well, and people loved it. Wey-hey!
Now to fill in a bit, I played six pieces. Silent Night; While Shepherds watched; We wish you a merry; Twinkle twinkle little; and couple of others similar to the last. None of the choir were over 4. The audience was made up of their parents. So they were bound to think it was great.
Having got to the truth, however, they are taking a collection for a charity of my choosing instead of paying me (going to a local hostel my church support) and the collection already had notes in it when I left!
The moral of the story, someone will love you, even if it's someone else's mum and dad.