Finally, arrived at my teacher's house, had to reverse car again to park much to the amusement of a builder. Then had my lesson, teacher is absolutely lovely, an oboe specialist. I was shown how to put my oboe together (just as well I hadn't attempted it before, I would've broken it) and then introduced to the double reed. Couldn't get a single sound out, then something that resembled a cat being strangled. It could've had something to do with the fact that I hadn't read the instructions on the tube that said I was supposed to soak the reed beforehand. But eventually managed to play my first 3 notes, albeit badly, but wahay I like the oboe. Then had to be shown how to dismantle the oboe afterwards and realise which cleaning stick does what. Very enjoyable lesson, it feels totally weird to play the oboe but a good sort of weird.
Stupid sat nav got me lost on the way home, then Mr Blackbird found out I'd brought an oboe and went ballistic but all in all, great lesson, great teacher, enjoyed it lots so off to the shed until next week
p.s. I see what the warning was about reeds - tempermental little things.
