so horsemouth is back from porto (hiss! booo!) but on the plus side, after dropping off his bags and having a quick shower, he did make it down to the bermondsey folk festival (market square division).
at the tube he met myk and mark (mark of mark and petra mark), at the square he saw nigel (fka. of bermondsey, of fka. the gentle folk -are they the cunning folk now?) nattily dressed in workwear pushing a trolley loaded with amplifiers, he bumped into pedro of the counselling class doing web stuff for the festival (good to see you again dude), he saw stick in the wheel (decent set but he has seen them better - they are beginning to have enough material to leave out songs horsemouth thinks should be included), he saw martin simpson (like the missing link between bert jansch, dick gaughan and davey graham but from scunthorpe).
he missed alasdair roberts, thomas mccarthy and (pedro promised) lots of unsigned acts... but he did see some folk dancing (decent).
because it took on to rain and myk announced he was off to the zounds gig at t-chances. horsemouth could probably have stayed but, seeing as he’d been up at 5.45 am to get the metro to the airport, he decided not too, and after a swift half in the pub they were all on their way to their various directions.
sunday he had a day of rest from the world wide communion the better to contemplate his navel and be bored, he didn’t plan it that way it’s just that the computers were out in the next door arrondisement library.
today he drops off various forms - work claims that work is coming in fast and furious he’ll check it out today. he’s gotten poor very quickly he’s going to have to take a rent holiday and transfer various funds to last it out to payday (21st oct).
if there’s no work to be had yet this week horsemouth will nip off to his folks.
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