Well, summer has finally arrived, it's actually hot, and I'm dividing my time between the following outdoor activities: phone calls to various promoters and arts organisations trying to plug the gaps in our schedule for next month, looking at lots of 18th century Scottish basslines with a view to actually writing the paper I said I would by the end of this month, getting the various songs and tunes for the forthcoming Edinburgh concert into my head and fingers, and riding scooters around the perimeter of the next door playing fields with my son.