Bredonborough Rising from a NightWorld
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Bredonborough.
Rising from a NightWorld adventure with KC 1969, reformed and performing in a small club, little larger than a good-sized sitting room. A very small stage with only Ian McDonald visible, at a Mellotron. Drums emerged from around the corner, backstage. I was in a corner, but when I went to play (In The Court Of The Crimson King) my pedal-board and guitar weren’t set up, not plugged into the amp, this the responsibility of roadie Dik Fraser. So I couldn’t do more than stand there. Well.
Into DayWorld, a day of mixed weather, of grey and sunshine, now sunny.
Gentle morning reading…
And a call from the Minx in Aberdeen. T reports a good show last night with Midge, and now preparing to set off to the airport.
Over the road to World HQ I…
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… and a chance meeting on the street with neighbor Jane, visiting new arrivals to Bredonborough, moving into a small townhouse in the Market Square; formerly occupied by our local pals of the haunted house. I did not tell the arriving-persons that their house was haunted.
Acquiring MinxDirt of the Sunday variety.
The back door I…
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16.28 An afternoon practicing.
The MinxFlight from Aberdeen has been delayed, but her travelling process is underway.
20.13 The Minx arrived home c. 17.25 I…
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Down the garden with a cup of tea, catching-up I…
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… and picking carrot tops for the WillyFred.
Supper and e-flurrying. Now to close down the computer and gentle.
