Busk-a-Long-a-Billy

As London recovered from yesterday's Royal Wedding, Billy Bragg invited those still standing who could sing or strum to bring along their voices and guitars and join him for a Big Busk outside the Royal Festival Hall.  Aided by huge chord cards and encouraged by warm sunshine, plenty of shiny happy people, many armed with guitars and some with more exotic instruments, turned up, tuned in and busked along.  Generally, a great time seemed to be had by all.  Although perhaps those people stood next to me didn't necessarily appreciate the enthusiasm with which I responded to Mr Bragg's reassurance that playing wrong notes or singing off key was practically requisite when busking.  It might be that he meant the occasional shift off key was to be forgiven, rather than occasionally - or may be not even that frequently - hitting the right note by accident?  Eric Morecombe's piano playing was a positive aural delight compared to my singing.  Apologies all round.