I'm in Norwich now, which is really great actually, a bit like a Truro-sized version of Falmouth; cobbled streets swarming with scarf wearing-bike riding-art students, the upper middle classes frequenting more delis than you can shake a freshly cooked, locally sourced organic french stick at...and plenty of young beardy folkies, which is comforting, and worrying, just like starting over.
Myself and Charlotte returned to the old country for much hugging/drinking/catching up which was amazingly relaxing, like returning home.
We also got some recording done...
Really productive in the end, and a lot of fun, philip put himself out for us again, and got ill in the process, so big thanks to him, you'll get what's coming to you, you lovely german man.
We're getting there slowly....
So we returned to Norwich to search for a place to live...cue weeks of stress and worry and deciding to pack it all in and live in a hole in the ground or something, then this place turned up:
We're getting there slowly....
So we returned to Norwich to search for a place to live...cue weeks of stress and worry and deciding to pack it all in and live in a hole in the ground or something, then this place turned up:
..which i'll talk about another time.
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