Are you worried? A little bit future testy, sitting in your wretched little foxhole? If so, buck up and Don't Fear The Reaper, kids, unless maybe you should. Speaking of which, M, a seasoned session singer outta Minneapolis (?) told me back in the halcyon she was suffering from "catholic guilt." Huh.
"What, m'dear have you done wrong?" She laughed and we moved on from there into the wilds of Shoreditch and Columbia Road's flower market, , it was cool then. After that? Well, everyone went home to bed, obvs.
DFTR,
LSP
