DGM HQ Waking at with
08.29
DGM HQ.
Waking at 06.50 with various aspects of Endless Grief & Dear Andrew rising to mind.
A bright & sunny Spring morning. Butcher Fry is strolling the grounds at the beginning of his day. Bird Fury in the DGM Parking Lot: a yellow tit is trying, for the third consecutive day, to develop a relationship with the yellow tit that lives inside the left wing mirror of the Minx’s car (currently on loan to me as my larger vehicle is on loan to her).
Morning reading.
10.18 Checking into the latest piracy issues. E-flurrying. The flights of Theo & Fripp to Spain look like go, following a re-assessment of the dangers of volcanic ash.
Pal Mike Keneally was generous enough to e-send this…
"RF solo: firstly, no one likes my solo work, so i don't do it anymore."
Untrue!! Untrue!!
From the reply…
dear my hero,
any player needs one person in the audience who can listen. and if that person knows the beauty of a minor second from guitar when placed against a voice, then that audient is indeed a treasure.
Shortly off to Bournemouth.
The street I…
II...
20.23 Bredonborough.
David & Mr. Stormy came out of the office to make sure the Venal Leader was actually leaving, and not merely pretending to do so I…
II...
III...
First visit: to Southbourne & Uncle Bill, aka Squadron Leader AG Fripp (RAF Retired)…
Alfie Fripp Veteran of the Great EscapeNo.76 Squadron RAF news
Uncle is in good spirits, as always.
Then to Bournemouth for tea with Stan Lee, drummer with The League Of Gentlemen (1964-65)…
… and wife Jacky. Pictures shown of old pals & Lee family arisings.
Onto Richmond Park & Don Hardyman, pianist of The Majestic Dance Orchestra (my stint 1965-67).
A brief visit with Mr. Romain in Wilton, en route home, arriving c .19.45, unloading.
Practicing ahead.
