The Kid turns her amp up to eleven and rocks out on the Flutophone

a hooting instrument for children

Lovely things have arrived by mail

A birthday card from my Dad to the Kid

She's eleventeen

Also from Dad, a box of Weet-Bix cereal

The inimitable HH Munro wrote a short story about Weet-Bix but

 to avoid copyright infringement he called it Filboid Studge.

tastes better than it looks, especially as a fry breading ; )

And best of all,

LOOT!

music from one of the best bands ever, BeHeld

(think Peter Paul & Mary but with ukelele and quirk, or just go have a listen)

including a genuine Cardboard Reality Intervention(TM)

AND the new demo CD

 (I rub my hands together in hipsterish glee and fancy that I have the only one in existence) 

which will be more widely distributed as soon as Spaceman finds the time and the use of his eyeball.

 

Giddyfying!

When I march to the beat of my own accordion, this is pretty damn near to what it sounds like.

A Song of Modest Dreams