More of this sort of thing

It's been an while.

But first, great news that Rob the fencer has been able to juggle his work, as those guys always do, and can fit me in this very day. I shall of course keep this quiet* from the SK, who is still sunning herself on an island somewhere. 

But I couldn’t furnish Rob and his assistant Fraser with coffee and biccies all day - I’d to be off up town for an assignment with a couple of blippers: MrFT and Meestah Smeeth! A celebrated pair. MrFT had sold this as a tea-time pint. Lordy, how late does teatime stretch? Oh that chat was good, oh the beer was good, oh it was even warm out. Oh oh oh. And we love Johnny Flynn. We do. Is there a fan club? We should form one. We must. We should meet up and discuss it.






* my plan for this to be a surprise on Monday on her return went titties up; Amy popped up on whatsapp to talk to us both.. “Is that your new fence,” she sweetly enquired. Booger.