Good day to you! How are you? Sorry I didn’t make it yesterday. I was having another tussle with technology, still am truth be told… Intuitive, my eye! Endlessly frustrating… It does mean I didn’t get time to put the kettle on. Not to worry, I’ll do it now while you have a seat at the table. Shall we have Earl Grey? The biscuits are still in the tin, we’ll have to take pot luck with what’s in there…
Preparations for the Cheltenham Craft Fair are well underway now, I shall be at stand number 58, March 8th– 10th, probably looking like a rabbit caught in the headlights whilst trying to keep the Little Houses from disrupting proceedings…
At the moment there’s a group of them trying to get an album released in time. There is shouting, growling and outright panic. I don’t think it’s going to be ready but now is not the time to float that idea…
Living on the Edge 225; House Music…
Linus and Abel shuffled to the right as far as they could. It was difficult to get the balance just right and they’d been to-ing and fro-ing for hours and hours with the photographer shouting incoherent directions from some way back.
This was an important photograph because it was going to be used as the album cover and, naturally, they all wanted to look as good as they possibly could.
Sebastian, Jules and David always managed to look cool. They were triplets, not identical, but they were all tall Linus and Abel, arguably the better musicians – but never say that to the triplets, were uncomfortable posing in the limelight. This aspect of the music industry annoyed them made them feel that they were surplus to requirements.
With the number of unusable pictures mounting, the band were becoming tetchy…
“Let’s just wear paper bags and be done with it” huffed Abel flippantly. And right there, the problem was solved. Immediately… xxx
