under another sun

A summer's day. Proper blue sky and everything. Lorraine and I faffing about with various pre-holiday jobs. I spent some time during the day restringing my guitar with Hybrid Slinky strings, bought yesterday from the guitar shop around the corner, which was full of people holding plastic cups of wine and talking guitars. I also replaced the battery inside the body of the guitar (as it is a semi acoustic) an act requiring a snake-like dislocation of my hand bones to achieve. Another gallop to Brighton station to collect Claudia, Lorraine's Finnish 17 year old niece. The ladies went then to nose around the lanes, while I zoomed to the gym and a sweaty workout. Being able to exercise again is drastically improving my mood. Then plunged back into the thronging North Laine full of people sitting in the sun. There with Lorraine, Claudia and Betty to The Basketmakers , where I indulged a hearty yang lunch and cold beer to the yin of my previous exercising. Talking to Claudia who, ...

Atonement and the hybrid slinkies A quick haircut, which was fine, however the barber flashed the mirror to show me the back of my head, which highlighted the area of concern again. Then spent a really nice and relaxed day with Lorraine, who is most excellent and relaxing company. Had brunch at Billy's which serve big hash breakfasts - where normal English breakfast ingredients were smashed up onto one plate and topped with a fried egg covered in cheese. This was splendid at the time, but the afterwards it felt like I'd eaten a barium meal. Then down the road to buy some hybrid slinkies, which are guitar strings. I think The Hybrid Slinkies has to be the best possible name for a group. Then to the Festival of Fiery Foods at a school field in Ovingdean. Too full to eat anything we contented ourselves with a couple of non-fiery smoothies, and three half thimbles of wine designed to be drunk with curry. The owner of the company talked us through all three, sadly they were execrabl...