hear me roar
Monday, November 26, 2007
Becca, whose skin goes golden in summer, is intrigued by my freckles. Which, being a pale Northern European type, I have a lot of. The other week, after scrutinising one of my arms at length, she looked up and me and solemnly announced: 'Mummy, you are all covered in spots. You look like a leopard.'
Last night the Klezmer Rebs, for whom I've been doing the odd gig for the past year, invited me to become a permanent member of the band. Am very happy about this. Come and hear us play at E Tu! a Terrorism Suppression Act awareness-raising gig: Frank Kitts Park, this Saturday 1 December, midday–8.00 pm: we'll be on at about 5.00, on the Speakers Stage.
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