Fashion police are back out in force: a case dating back to 1989 this time, and Emma Tracey's 18th birthday. L-R Martin Bradbury, Vic Benady, Lisa, Baz Barran. This crucial piece of evidence was submitted in trial and the culprits will shortly be appearing before the beak...

Well you asked for it Clampy my boy - Victor looks vaguely in pain nestled between Lisa and Ed 'where's my other hand' Stern... aah, such larks, such innocence, such sweetness, and still change from a fiver on a Saturday night out...

Christmas stock at the Catholic bookshop in Victoria.

I look vaguely like I'm about to eat Warren's head. Should he be worried? Probs.

Ron Knights - cool. Bass player - that's jazz... nice! And other catchphrases off 'telly...

"Whistle while you work... whistle while you work..."

Sarah de Nordwall, warrior Bard, seen here with Bluebell. 

Proper harpists will excuse her for the shoulder choice and applaud the intention.

A good friend informs me that there is only one true king.

Other friends will know that Arajust of Batterthorn received his call to arms on this spot in  April 1993

For reasons best kept to cybersilence it has been an exceptional week, for which....


MOLTISSIME, MOLTISSIME GRAZIE SIGNOR!!!!

Scenes of terrible, red wine carpet devastation, a long time ago in a

 galaxy where glasses that big went unnoticed... 1988!

Juju's b'day at 'HOTSTUFF!' plus ma n pa

Mama, rushed to the rescue of the victim of the Shroom of doom... 

(still recovering actually, thanks for asking)

Jane really likes this photo

It's like a scene from 'I'm a celebrity get me out of the jungle...'

Baz's birthday lunch

Sir Baz plus Lady Baz

Susle plus young master Kit Barran

"...So I said to Sacha, 'Andy W can have the 16 piece backing band 

so long as we're in the clear with Sony...'"

L-R: Victor Benady, Jim Clamp, Harmer, Zachary Corbett, Rajah

Johnny the Baz in January 1989, Chez Benady

Little trip down memory lane folks: not sure if any of those featured read my blog but maybe you'll see it one day, don't know where, don't know when...


Have been laid up with food poisoning for the past few and not looking forward to choir this evening as feeling decidedly under the weather: concert on Saturday... aaaargh!

Nonetheless...

MOLTO GRAZIE!!!

 Cayton on keys.... magic!

 Warren on drums... awesome!

 Only one broken stick... not too bad!

 Aaron off the sound desk for a moment...

 Lucky me... the choir and soloist for Peter and Maria's wedding, and their very happy organist...

 Jane...

 Peter gave the best bridegroom speech I've ever laughed at...

 Elaine, thank you for everything!

 Laura and Greg...

 In media res...

 Check out that amazing cake!...

Worra a bonny bride...



For a lovely week and also a productive one, thank you so much dear friends....



Mille, mille, grazie!

Birthday gang - 2nd November, 2012

Cafe Cairo, Landor Road, Brixton

It was a dark and stormy night... the light of the candle against the rain lashed window flickered as the door swung open from the street, and in scuttled....

...Sus and my Mama: first to arrive...

'Which side does the toaster brown when the wind is in the east?' queried a voice from behind the arras...

...twas Joey of Dreycott, conductor of the choirs of Heythrop, denizen of the land that haircuts forgot...

a mighty sound filled the ether, as a familiar form sprang from beneath the leather armchair - no midget this but the policeman of destiny...

Evening All! Clearly not a good night to be the wrong side of the long arm of the law. The vision in Whiting, soon deep in conversation with good Bruce Macinnes and dear Susi was not to be phased by the momentary move to Marakech...

Good Sir Barnneybee, resplendent here in genuine 1960's suit (featuring red trim), did boldly sally forth to join us from the towers of Pimlico. Fair Maria jetted in from the farflung reaches of Notthillgate - such sacrifices of pilgrimage, such journeys made, and for our quest... (where is this tenuous metaphor going I wonder?)...

Charlotte B D even made it there from Stockwell: only a hiccup away by cheeky volvo...

Blessed Paschal and friends to monks everywhere were also in attendance, caught here on not-so-candid camera phone in the nook near the fireplace...

The church administrators of HTC were also out in force - dear Shannon of the South African heritage

and lest anyone forget, dear Roxanne of the mighty brownie (and wondrous vege dip) seen here with Chris of the Hawkins, auf Medici Kwire

Ma and Ma B... the Shisha pipe looking guiltily like it's been put down for the photo...

and the so-solid crew: L-R: Dreth McDreth, Susle, Milo, Jane and Ma. Hello! eat-your-canape out!

Thanks guys for a lovely evening - so many dear friends, so many also missing or overseas... it was a really special birthday party - bless you all!

Molto, molto, mojito Grazie!

Who could this be???

L-R: Mary F-W Aviary and Sus

Charlesters, Alina and Harper

Naomi and Mary

Margate Turner gallery

Birthday boy: 1 big candle

The rhinocerous of Old Margate Town and his armour clad keeper

Get me with the real effect fire!

Shannon, Bruce Macinnes and Julian

Harper and Susi Macinnes

Dreamsters....

Bruce!

Susi and Charlesters

Fuschia Christmas

Fuschia, Harper and, on the right, Moses Macinnes

Preach it sis... er... brother

Swift shave for Susi 

Al-Quaida (or however you spell it) Peter Jones

Molto Grazie Signore!