We have played in Sint-Oedenrode several times, and for us that is the only real verdict on an evening: being asked back. The first time we stood in a hall, at a fiftieth wedding anniversary.
In a hall the walls do half the work. We played softly there during the coffee and the congratulations, so guests who had not seen each other for years could simply catch up. Anyone who wanted to listen pulled a chair a little closer.



