Last night
I played-[in line with my recent habit, voici le setlist:
Blessing in disguise,
Couples holding hands,
Doesn't that tell you something,
The Friar's song,
Seven inch single,
Ne me quitte pas,
We said we'd never wear beige,
Berlin (with Emil 's stunning trumpet performance),
I just heard the news (again, with Emil),
A toast to the coast.(very shambolic)] a nice gig with
myfirstkitchen and others, with
welsh_rugbyball coming to watch and stay the night, we just had a lovely breakfast.
On Friday was the best "Suck my Left One" in ever so long, Loads of people came and I got to dance and get drunk and still help out. If going out was always that great I'd be less reluctant to do it.
Here's a picture to enliven a boring post. Here's all the letters I have set myself to catalogue in my letters catalogue, an in many case, reply to.