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My nearly two-years-old sheepskin bagpipe bag has begun to leak. I discovered leakage accidentally when I removed the bag cover for some reason. The horror! I got the bag, my first sheepskin, in Glasgow from James C. Begg himself, who transferred my Naill DN2 pipes from the Gannaway hide bag into the new bag at his basement shop in May Actually, his assistant did the work while Begg and I chatted over a pint at a nearby pub, tended β strangely enough β by a rather fetching Virginian lass in her 20s.
Where was I? Its time, I knew, would come. But I kept putting it off, even though I had a new set of Naill stocks with engraved silver I wanted to put in it.
I was going to do it last summer, but chickened out. Still, the task was daunting. The first step is really the one that terrified me the most before I began, and which had for so long kept me from initiating the activity: cutting holes in the bag seemed like sacrilege, not to mention potentially catastrophic. So I crammed the tenor stock through the chanter stock opening, and did not use any Vaseline or dish soap or any other lubricant.
My hands still hurt from passing that stock. I positioned the bag on the table so the grooved end of the stock rested flat on the table and held the bag on either side of the stock and pushed it down until about midway down the stock. But manipulating the bag so I could wrap the sinew around the groove and pull it tight enough proved tricky.
The bag, for one, was stiff and I was afraid to be rough with it. Once I started working the bag, though, I figured out that I had to reform the bag so I could grab a hold of the stock in order to get the wraps of sinew around the groove.