Anglo....pardon Jacqui's sense of well being, it must be questioned...unless.....after your sets you will sing sea songs the rest of the evening whilst sitting directly next to her for five more hours. Next thing you know someone will undoubtedly be telling you how to dress and what to eat and when, etc.....the nerve, well I never!!!!
Jacqui...I'm going to steal your knitting...unless you're making me a full body stocking....of course......headless Jesus will follow you about all evening if not a sea song is sung during Anglo's sets.....Jesus may even end up riding home with you or better still he could drive Kendall home. (A larger version of the dashboard Jesus, that is). I swear I saw him walk through Mary's house at 4:30 in the morning heading to the back yard the last time we were there. He had a glow about him when the sun came up. Well one of us had a glow....anyway.
Charlie, I actually ordered cat once...tastes like chicken or frogs legs!
Barry, bring the rubber doughnuts.
Mary....bless you for you know not what you have done.
Looking forward to a great house concert with some serious music and fine friends.
One request for the evening...Sir Patrick Spence....just an amazing piece of work this song is...really superb. And yes, Jacqui, it is a sea song.
Be well.
Doryman