Whiteout
Undaunted he persevered, even though the clarinet had been very poorly repaired. Everything was too thin, too reedy. A few folk looked in, business at the bar wasn’t spectacular. I felt a dig in the ribs. Years of experience told me it was the Current Mrs Creel. She told me to get up. I thought I would go and search for a Blip – until Scullion drew the curtains back. Harry was desperate to get in having spent a lot of time in the shed. We are currently snowed in. Whenever it snows/freezes (very infrequently) we have a testy, steep, single track road that is tricky. However, the Current Mrs Creel went shopping last week and we have more than enough ping pong balls to survive. Maybe I should get out more often. I said goodbye to a good friend today.
Brian Auger is 85.
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