'twas the night before...

...well, the morning before now, but same idea.

Going teaching - start Fridays with teaching a teacher in the school recorder - so that should at least wake my diaphragm up a bit! then my 3 year-6 lads, then

I go in to meet Sophie at Bond St tuube at 2.45pm & go on a sax hunt!

last night was rather like being 3 again & waiing for a fat, red metaphor to clamber furtively into the house by way of the most capacious and/or flue-like orofice available for the purpose of distrubuting goods bootlegged in the North Pole with scant regard for copyright, patents or trademarks by a team of diminutive star-trek-Vulcans clad in a suspiciously and perturbingly asexual manner in green with adornments of other bright colours.

praying the right one is sitting waiting for me.
next time I blog I should have a saxophone

hee heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!