You and me lighting matches, lifting latches

[frets_and_ink]

Finally got round to Vecs last night. Streuth have I missed that girl. I took round Inky to play her the song I wrote, we ended up sreeching out Dire Straights and chowing down on one of her pavlovas like old times, hahaha. The pav in question:

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[frets_and_ink]

Cheers, chicka. Glad you like it :)

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[sir_bainbridge]

I rather miss your guitar playing young man. Do you remember Gare Tigre and the small tavern there?
Beautiful song Joseph.

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[frets_and_ink]

I remember it, Pops, yeah. Beautiful place, spent the night on Inky with you translating requests....
Thanks Dixie, it's good to hear ya still have soft spot for me playin :)

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[sir_bainbridge]

Ah yes it was, that little white pavilion which was behind our rooms is a place I would like to visit again. I used to adore just sitting and thinking there.
Ha yes and you kept getting muddled due to all the French being yelled at you before I told them to tell me.
Of course I do young man, it was a wonderful constant on our journey.

[vectorslens]

If you're not doing anything today-- could you come round?

[prinklebrick]

Nice tune.

Christ I miss pavlova. And lamingtons. English cake is shit.

[frets_and_ink]

Ah, cheers mate, despite the lack of lyrics, eh? :P

Hahaha, I hear ya man. Lucky I have me own pastry chef ;) I'm sure she'd do ya some if you mentioned it, she's nuts that lady, always baking somethin or other.

[prinklebrick]

Just added my own.

I cant understand how they're that thin?

[frets_and_ink]

Hollow legs, mate :P