OK so I made that all up. Actually, my friend Tony, or Big T as I like to call him ask me If I would like some of his old wooden fiddle cases. Instantaneously I said yes, and then spent the next few days racking my brains on the conundrum of just what I would use them for. In the interests of relationship betterment I have decided that taking in everybody else’s trash is not entirely a good thing. Though no formal complaints have been lodges of late, I feel it would be better to keep it that way.
As far as playability goes I have no idea. I’m not a fiddle player, but I think Big T might be headed over here in the near future to help me eat some ham and then all will be revealed.