Yesterday in London felt like the first real day of spring; the sun didn't just shine, it was warm, and in EC1 I saw a woman sitting outside a cafe/bar sipping at a rosé wine.
I have all the windows open today.
And I've been going crazy for Mingus again; Ah Um. Truly great.
Charles Mingus - 'Goodbye Pork Pie Hat' (1959)
now you're talking. we sat in the chelsea physic garden ooohing and ahhhing (they invented forcing rhubarb you know). we kept our coats on obviously.
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ReplyDeleteFirst heard this album coming out of a record shop in Greenwich Market. Walked right in, asked the gent behind the counter what it was; bought it on the spot.
ReplyDeleteNot quite as bright this morning but I understand your inspiration to play it again (although, tragically iTunes has overwritten the fabulous original artwork with some (no doubt) more recent reissue picture of the man himself)).
Still...
Cut & paste Fred, cut & paste x
ReplyDeleteI dreamt I met all the bloggers last night. We all had great big walrus mustaches and were wearing pork pie hats. Weird.
ReplyDelete*Scratches walrus moustache in astonishment*
ReplyDeletei take it i was at the bar then simon
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proop!
ReplyDeleteI was going to say something I think but the word verification wiped it from my mind. So proop it is. I am convincing myself that it is appropriate.
It was balmy in the north today. -4I think. Nearly took my pork pie hat off in the bath.
ReplyDeleteWhat else happened in your dream Simon? Do tell.
That's -4 I think, not -41, think.
ReplyDeleteWas ally pished?
ally was wearing an old army jacket - one of those sgt pepper style ones. And everyone was eating mince and onions. Might have been quorn mince. I had a pint of guinness that was bright red and JC Vinyl Villain was dancing.
ReplyDeleteDo you always dream in colour Simon?
ReplyDeleteOnly reds and yellows. Like my eyes.
ReplyDeleteGuinness Red. I knew it!
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