Wrote a whole load of words about last Saturday’s A FETE WORSE THAN DEATH, East London, Gog Magog and things earlier today, didn’t mean to go off on so many tangents but – Saturday did feel gloriously good, a celebration of a legacy, a glorious day alive with creativity, with the glorious art of doing things, of engaging, a brilliant day shared with good people and a sense of things still just about being possible – the words are up on the Organ pages if you want them, here comes the link now
ORGAN THING: A Fete Worse Than Death, “I was at the original. I remember a guy from The Flying Medallions fell from a quite high stage on to…”
Sean Worrall 