Manchester, England, England.

I recall some years ago I returned to the city of my birth, that being Manchester. Much happened during that trip including observing HM Elizabeth II opening a barracks, which I observed from an overlooking balcony accompanied by two police officers. I recall that my bank account started to show up wierd amounts in my account, and I could not fathom what the money, which never became usuable funds, were doing sat in my account. Eventually I had an epiphany, as my bank was called 'Abbey' maybe it was a code, so I hurried back to my digs and rooted out my bible. The passage I was lead to was this,

'The LORD therefore be judge, and judge between me and thee, and see, and plead my cause, and deliver me out of thine hand. And it came to pass, when David had made an end of speaking these words unto Saul, that Saul said, Is this thy voice, my son David? And Saul lifted up his voice, and wept. And he said to David, Thou art more righteous than I: for thou hast rewarded me good, whereas I have rewarded thee evil. And thou hast shewed this day how that thou hast dealt well with me: forasmuch as when the LORD had delivered me into thine hand, thou killedst me not. For if a man find his enemy, will he let him go well away? wherefore the LORD reward thee good for that thou hast done unto me this day. And now, behold, I know well that thou shalt surely be king, and that the kingdom of Israel shall be established in thine hand. Swear now therefore unto me by the LORD, that thou wilt not cut off my seed after me, and that thou wilt not destroy my name out of my father's house. And David sware unto Saul. And Saul went home; but David and his men gat them up unto the hold.'

Samuel I, 24:15-22

I have often born this verse in mind, especially given my pretensions to being both a soldier and a musician, and find that sometimes it is wise and prudent to fold even when one holds a royal flush.