a quiet day to recover

horsemouth was round howard's.

here he is playing the old rock n' roll on a (borrowed) danelectro (what a beast). and he's playing it through an orange amp (sick baby sick). 

later they went for a womble round the edgelands of barking. horsemouth beeame disoriented and completely turned around to the point where he thought south was north as they journeyed towards the gates to the sea.

and here's horsemouth being excessive out in the edgelands of barking creek. 

at one point they saw a rabbit.

eventually they found their way to barking (having failed to find their way to barking riverside) and went for some beers in an excellently disreputable pub. 

and there they stayed for a while (there may be a video later).  and later still walking back into east ham. 

last night (well probably in the morning) horsemouth dreamt of his dad. he touched his dad (believing it to be a hallucination) and his dad was real and tangible. (go figure). there was also a dream where colin turned into bob (eek.)
 

a bright beautiful morning. horsemouth will post this up (having not taken howard's advice about not turning on the computer in the morning) and then probably womble some ore books up the book box. 

his strategy will now be to turn off the laptop until midday so he can get on with real things (he lasted out until 12:51)

- bye bye now

a quiet day to recover he thinks.