Basketmakers
A bank holiday weekend, and naturally nothing but the wild rain hosing down on Brighton. Lorraine and I went to see her Bulgarian friend Romina, who had two newish sofas to sell as she is moving to Switzerland. We were given slices of cake and cups of tea and had a really nice chat. Romina's son Vas was a superconfident 14 who from his own account is a gifted drummer, and Michael Jackson devotee. They are moving to Switzerland soon.
Out into the rain, and from there to the cozy Basketmakers where we met Matt and John for some grub and a few beers. A jolly good time. We got talking about Mark Bassey, one of my neighbours who is a trombone player. Turns out that he is a big hero of Matt's so I will try to arrange a meeting. Matt very pleased that Mark had come to our show.
Home and snoozing on the sofa, woken by a new neighbour called Merlin wanting to borrow some kitchen scales.
Then watching the enjoyably awful Eurovision Song Contest. The UK entrant was justifiably last. The unknown 19 year old sang it well, but the song he'd been given was quite possibly the direst drivel I've ever heard. Meanwhile the German 19 year old sang a very English sounding song in English and won easily.
A bank holiday weekend, and naturally nothing but the wild rain hosing down on Brighton. Lorraine and I went to see her Bulgarian friend Romina, who had two newish sofas to sell as she is moving to Switzerland. We were given slices of cake and cups of tea and had a really nice chat. Romina's son Vas was a superconfident 14 who from his own account is a gifted drummer, and Michael Jackson devotee. They are moving to Switzerland soon.
Out into the rain, and from there to the cozy Basketmakers where we met Matt and John for some grub and a few beers. A jolly good time. We got talking about Mark Bassey, one of my neighbours who is a trombone player. Turns out that he is a big hero of Matt's so I will try to arrange a meeting. Matt very pleased that Mark had come to our show.
Home and snoozing on the sofa, woken by a new neighbour called Merlin wanting to borrow some kitchen scales.
Then watching the enjoyably awful Eurovision Song Contest. The UK entrant was justifiably last. The unknown 19 year old sang it well, but the song he'd been given was quite possibly the direst drivel I've ever heard. Meanwhile the German 19 year old sang a very English sounding song in English and won easily.
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