So I had this thought to try and play the harp at the local cafe, Cake Boutique, here on Lavender Hill, and after a quick lunch and chat with my friend Mohammed, and a few phone messages to various friends, an hour and a quarter later Bluebell and I were sitting a la shopfloor plus 4 guests and I was plucking the harp strings for the 2nd time of asking in some sort of public context. Fee received: £1 off my lunch bill. (We were seeing how things went...) so... I've earned my first pound as a harpist: hurrah! Big thanks to lovely neighbor Jayne, Susi and young Flora MacInnes and Ant for their support with between one hour and 30 mins notice.
Respect to their spontaneity!
Felt quite proud of being that bold and also rather pleased with how it sounded - I recorded it. Long way to go before the Ceremony of Carols becomes an option but a start has been made...!
Bluebell has Brigid's funeral today so this will now be her 3rd outing.
Wondrous news from Bazard was that Hels had a little boy yesterday - PRAISE THE LORD! That was in addition to the good news that George Montgomery Eyre Evans was born on Monday, sharing the same birthday as my dear Mama, (A few years apart that is...)
Barnarnaraby popped over last night and we jammed till gone 10pm. Managed to have a look at my new song which he thought was the best thing I'd written yet, as did Rich. Interesting. I think they're right.
Susi Barran-Poolopot popped over with Rondle on Tuesday for Mum's birthday supper - much fun! Guests slipped off at about 1030 saying they didn't want the evening to end. Roast chicken and red lentils plus sweet potatoes seemed to go down well... lovely Tiramisu: thanks Monsieur Tesco.
The last week or so I've been limping a little bit due to injuries sustained during the call of physical duty. Yes. I have a blister. A bad one. A penicillin taking one. Interesting though has been trying to focus the mind when I can only think about the throbbing foot: prayer has been almost impossible to my usual pattern in the morning so 'I've been offering it up' as they say.That whole debate about which would you choose: mental pain or physical pain has always been a weird one to me: guess I've more experience of the one than the other and I think I agree with the traditional verdict that the physical is to be preferred, but it's a pain in the neck (to coin a phrase) when it happens and very distracting.
Regarding the ongoing project that is the great Harmer Album, Rich and JP and Mike Cayton (hopefully) seem to be getting ready to gather to record at least some tentative demos/Midi files in late July which is really exciting. It's been almost 2 years in the making and I'm not sure how far we've still got left to climb but the end is now more than rumor and we've hit the snowline you might say. The peak is still somewhat shrouded in mist or maybe we're just waiting for the dawn. Aaron's still keen which is gratifying.
It's been a fab week.
Aviary took me to the opera on Monday to see the Damon Albarn offering, Doctor Dee, at the Coliseum. Rather dark spiritually (2 live crows; spirits; talking to 'angels' of uncertain provenance; mystical symbolism with lots of diagrams on the floor etc.) but certainly very magical in the sense of.... well.... I'm rooting for the correct positive word and I'm not sure there is one!!!! Lovely trip though: see the photos of Aviary attached.
Sunday was rehearsal chez Rich Mix for Benjamin Till Esq. Great fun! His London Requiem is superb.
MOLTO GRAZIE!!!!
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