horsemouth is up and about (not so early but not too late). the sun is making valiant efforts to clear the houses opposite and shine down onto the street (but it is behind the clouds).
today a meeting of the management committee. the anniversary of horsemouth's the golden glow mix from this date in 2016. it's a bit overlong but it lays out the aesthetic regions that horsemouth is interested in - the john surman that he heard round ze's into hard time killing floor blues by skip james then washington phillips' lift him up, obray ramsay's cold rain and snow, jim pepper's witchi-tai-to, gabor szabo's take on three kingfishers...
horsemouth is trying to work out if he is ill. he's certainly getting the odd twinge of tooth-ache (he should go and get that sorted but he doth procrastinate). sore-ish throat, feeling a bit under-powered. he will test before he next has to go out to a social obligation.
the C-O-V-I-D is certainly up and about (and there's the flu as well).
in the evening (when he has done his revolutionary duty and can retire to bourgeois life) there's the second episode of our mutual friend - this one doesn't seem to be available online.
we are heading towards halloween (all hallows eve) and the celtic quarter day of samhain. tuesday a partial solar eclipse.
boris johnson (now strangely the man to get us out of this mess) has decided not to run (this time). that just leaves rishi sunak and penny mordaunt (we may have a coronation of king rishi by the end of the day or we may have another outbreak of party versus MPs on friday as the wider party try not to pick king rishi). in any event it's austerity whichever way you look and it won't work.
horsemouth has various weekend copies of the FT to read - he's waiting for those to dry out.
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