If, by adopting the stance of a supply geography teacher about to undertake a world-record attempt at the pole-vault over a fully-up-to-eating-temperature steak and kidney pie, then – obviously – the state of your socks could turn out to be of vital importance, especially when it comes to their aerodynamic qualities. However, should you be merely perusing the available selection of replacement bath taps at your local DIY emporium then the technological capabilities of whatever hosiery you are there residing in takes upon itself a lesser importance in the great scheme of things.
The banjo – though – is irrelevant in both cases, that is - of course - unless you find the idea of serenading DIY store employees and/or customers is something that sends a shiver of excitement down your spine. Having said that, singing a selection of Cliff Richard hits whilst accompanying yourself on the solo banjo – no mater how adept your fingerings – is not necessarily going to over-endear you to everyone within earshot. Therefore, it would be – perhaps – to – at least this time – leave the banjo at home. This is especially true if the banjo has sentimental value and you felt that this value would be somewhat diminished if – say – an irate DIY store patron was to take offence at your choice of Mr Richard’s recorded material. Especially if then he were then to forcibly apply the aforesaid banjo to a part of your body that would make retuning it more than a little inconvenient.
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