horsemouth is back from dinner with a friend. it was very pleasant (gnocchi in a mushroom sauce, a little 'russian' salad (but meat free you understand), some melon and a can of tyskie). after they went for a walk round victoria park. beautiful humanity were out being beautiful. even the dude roaring around on a petrol engine motorised bicycle (a contradiction in terms in noisy motion).
earlier he had been for a walk on the marshes and picked some litter, taken the picasso biography and dropped it off at a book box. other than that he had mostly farted around on the laptop. he can't remember which day he mopped the floor (kitchen including under the white goods, hallways and lower stairs).
horsemouth is up. he has his coffee. it is a beautiful cool morning. soon horsemouth plots his return to the green, don't worry gentle readers he is back in city soon enough. he could have done with talking to his brother (but they have failed to manage the phonecall).
in a bit he's got to pack his bag and select a guitar to take with him back to the wilds (it's a toss up between the paesold and the hohner) - he had forgotten that he's given away the acoustic that he kept at his parents to his brother's eldest.
the coffee is doing its work.
the above promo for the associates club country appears to have been filmed at derry and tom's famous roof garden (this will be important to michael moorcock fans and hawkwind nutters). footage has emerged of hawklords playing on the 25 years tour (what a great new wave band they make) and (courtesy of the cherry red/ rough trade people) now we can watch it.
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