Gasman

I wish they were! But they ain't...

Still the same problem, I'm using Safari as a browser, but switched to Opera to see if it made a difference - nada. I have taken screenshots of the problem, but for the life of me cannot find where the iPad has stored them despite asking Uncle Google. Will update again - in the last resort will take a photo of the screen!

Well, I've cleared the cache and rebooted the iPad, but alas, it still won't let me input any body text. Never mind, thank you for your suggestions, it's doubtless something to do with my iPad following that update - I'll keep trying in slow time or maybe buy a new one!

Hi! No, I can't grab them to resize - and this problem only affects Basschat on my iPad... Another weird thing is that although I'm clearly logged in as me, I can't see my own name field nor the create button top right, nor click on the bell and mail icons. All is OK here on my PC...

Posted from my Windows PC: as per title the body text boxes on my iPad have shrunk to zero depth and will not accept input - any ideas please?

Sunny afternoon - Kinks

I try hard to stay on the opposite side to our excellent but loud guitarist - I don't like my ears ringing for 24 hours after a gig...

Last night's rehearsal for my band Mustang Sally was in a beautifully restored Victorian village schoolroom in the middle of nowhere, use of kitchen, sparkly bogs and a flat load in and out - it even has acoustic panels on the ceiling, so a good sound too - it made me feel good even before unpacking the bass. I used the Roland Cube 100 combo and took along the new Talman shorty 5-string for a change. Three new numbers (Footloose, Maneater (me on sax) and Money for nothing). All went well until our lady singist said she didn't feel right fronting the last of these, not able to phrase the words laconically enough, and a bit low for her too. I stood next to her and sang along with her to try and help her fit the words in - big mistake! I suddenly found myself catapulted into the lead vocalist slot for this number by popular acclaim having successfully avoided it by shoe-gazing whenever this 'opportunity' had arisen before... What a fool I am... have pity on me!

By agreement with the other 4 members I'm always the last to arrive at gigs - gives the drummer, KB and PA chaps time to get set up - also, I usually have furthest to travel. End result of this is that I have no choice where I position my gear, so my response would be 'I'm squeezed into any corner available, and grateful for it!"

My first brand new bass, a F Jazz bought in 1981 had this same problem in the same place. Returned it to the local music shop (remember them?) that I bought it from and demanded that they took it back and got me one that worked properly. I had to wait three months but a new one eventually arrived - it played perfectly. The shop assistant apologised and said it was a known problem on that model of instrument - the 'new' bass they sold me had been returned once before, but the manager had told the staff to re-sell it at full price and hope some idiot never played the G string above C... (well, that's perhaps a lot of us, I guess) To tide me over a mate sold me his Hofner President for £20 (about £100 today), a very nice bass indeed.

Honest Injun / InGen? De quoi parlez-vous?

We were in the bar at Mere, we used the alley to dump the bags and cases. The pub in Shaftesbury was the Two Brewers - last year we played the farewell night for the two previous proprietors who are now running another pub in Ilfracombe, the new landlords are still feeling their way, I think. The location of the Marnhull RBL is weird, middle of nowhere, Deliverance vibe...

Here's a brief catch-up on Mustang Sally's gigs since our Jan-Feb rest period. First off we were asked to play a Sunday afternoon gig (3pm) mid-March at a pub in Shaftesbury that had recently changed hands. Rain stopped us setting up outside as originally requested (thank gawd - it was ruddy cold too!) so we played in the bar to a maximum 'crowd' of about 25 people. I can't imagine why the new landlord thought it would work, but we got a paid rehearsal and a few compliments from the punters out of it. Next up we played the Mere social club, a tiny venue with the acoustics of a concrete prison-block shower room. More punters this time but I didn't enjoy it, had great difficulty trying to hear what I was playing; the miked bass drum was interacting and clashing with my bass in the PA mix, in the end I disconnected the line-out from my amp and played old-skool direct to the room - better but still not happy with it. Most recently played at the Marnhull British Legion - fabulous acoustics (real wood floor) perfect mix, good crowd, and as compiler of the set list I 'accidently' forgot to include Sweet Home Albania - result! Not exactly Glasto-level gigging, but they all count on my admission scorecard to Bass-Heaven in the afterlife, where I hope to be hitting the frets alongside Bruce, McVie, Nilorius and all the other bass legends...

I would thank my cat for finally proving that my bass looks much better claw-worn and reward him with some more fillet steak...