DAY 6

yah ok yesterdays angry rant was countered by the fact that after we went to a folk night that was unintentionally hilarious. in that i was at an old pub that, although was technically in lewis, spiritually was more ot home in devon and everyone in it looked like an extra from that scene in old horror films where the protagonists go in to get some local knowledge on the way to the castle or swamp or whatever and get warned by superstitious bearded locals. there was so much beard. jesus there was so much beard. beards and cardigans and the smell of burnt beer. some of the beards were being knitted into cardigans by the equally bearded women.

naturally i had chosen the wear 5 intense shades of shimmering blue and purple eyeliner, stars on my face, patterned eyebrows and a shiny shawl. everyone stared at me when i walked in. the music stopped. beards rustled.

i'm being silly and i dont want to be rude about this, it was a lovely night and they were lovely folk fans listening to lovely folk music and there was a lovely community spirit in the air. every time a folk so finished a man would loudly say YES as the applause began.

i was offered a seat next to an enormous friendly woman with disheveled hair and a big knitted jumper a lined face and drooping kind eyes. i sat down and it occurred to me how massively different two humans can look. i looked like a sort of dragonfly-greyhound-alien and she looked like a great big loaf of dusty bread. it was odd but again, very nice

on the way home we sang loudly to against me and i said a phrase which im noticing is becoming my catchphrase. "everyone is a friend if you lower your standards enough"


that was yesterday anyway. today was a very nice rehearsal and a nap that made me feel ill and jet lagged and a walk where i got adopted by some drunk folk

also i must write about the archie where are we now story but i need a drink now byee