Well its been an eventful weekend...
Firstly there was Best friend M coming round...
Best Friend M is always happy to be our audience I see the enthusiasm in her face when we pick up our guitars and start singing to her. She appears in wonder at our playing but, in reality I think she is disappearing into a dream world where 'this is not really happening again'..
Well the healthy eating plan turn into 'happy go f****** lucky eat what you want plan' again also.. Wifey wanted to remain healthy but after two and a half hours of moaning and groaning about how much it would be nice to eat a take away preferably Chinese and with both vision and senses blurred by two glasses of red wine she gave in to a Chinese.. Best friend M who was totally mesmerised with the performance was about to make excuses and go but the Chinese food encouraged her to bear the pain and stay for food.
Saturday was an eventful trip to the library. With both mini macheros determined that they will attempt to borrow the entire contents of the library in one go we left after about half an hour with about 15 story books. They haven't quite grasped that it is a quiet place....Oxford Circus in rush hour was quieter than when our little darlings had finished in there.Wifey managed how ever to get some music and returned home to a rendition of Romeo and Juliet and U2 The Sweetest thing.
The mini Macheros are coming on though. Child Rocker managed to learn the words to the first verse of "The Sweetest Thing" by drawing a sound map which showed a person being thrown by a rubber ball depicting "my love she throws me like a rubber ball" followed by another picture of a heart in a tumble dryer showing the last line "what she wants is a dry kind of love". Quite ingenious for a five a half year old. The Mini Macheress decided that she was going to be a backing singer and got hold of the other mic and sang whenever she felt like it "the sweetest thing". then promptly decided to inspect the inside workings of the mic...our new mic that is!!!!!!The Von Trapps in the making..
Well mother dearest reminded us that at ten o clock to eleven o clock there would be a total eclipse of the moon so we eagerly awaited this ready to look out an then promptly forgot about it.. I think the moon thing has effected her ...I caught her karate chopping a 7 up can in the kitchen Shouting "die die die !!!!!!"
Chippy Minter rang and agreed that he wanted to be in the band..playing guitar. Chippy(funnily enough a carpenter by trade) has a track record of being an air head and double booking or over staying at previous jobs so the chances of actually getting him to a rehearsal let alone a gig remains to be seen. I'm sure Lennon and McCartney did not have the same trouble with George!!!! although I'm sure George couldn't knock up a cabinet as quick as Minty....take knock up as you please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But we still have not got a drummer with drums
What is this thing about drummers..everyone knows someone who is a drummer..
Every drummer who knows one of these people does not have any drums..
You can't be a photographer without a camera, you need the tools to do the job... is this just a massive conspiracy between those that drum ....a secret code..
Sunday was Kaiser Chief day....
That was after the everyone has got the arse in Tesco's day..How Wifey managed not to administer severe pain to this halfwit woman who took exceptional objection to being everso slightly nudged by our mini rockstar I do not know. then there was the shaking head of a meldrew look-a-like who couldn't possibly wait a few seconds to get to his crunchy nut cornflakes .....a crunchy nut type obviously.
Anyway, what can I say a brilliant concert...well worth the pain of seeking out the tickets..
Today was get Eddy Back on the Road Day
Eddy is a 1973 Vw Camper van who we recently discovered was made on St Pauls Day 10th Feb 1973 so now is called Eddy-Paul. Every band needs a tour bus and the Hot Machero do it in a dub.....travel that is....although??????
Eddy needed a new battery and some minor cosmetic adjustments which took about 3 hours. Then it was down the post office to begrudingly part with too much cash for a 12 months road tax . He is ready for a year on the road...
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