The Roaring Forties!

Four shows in five days in our forties in the forties! Good God! As Noel Coward once wrote.  Only mad dogs and Lola Boys! Well, almost! Our fiercest gigging week combines with this furnace friggin heat. Certainly not for the weak! Were we hot hot hot or what? It was a scorcher of a semana here on the Iberian Peninsula and we sincerely sizzled folks! Like two old bangers who hadn’t been pricked. I turned to Andrew during one of our performances and could have sworn I was appearing  in an old […]

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Pulp Friction !

After nearly three months of imbibing copious amounts of fruit and vegetable pulp, via the ubiquitous ‘Nutribullet’,  this fractious fast Andrew and I have undertaken, seems to be taking its toll!         It’s not easy being green ! Our skin may be aglow and our organs awash with healthy enzymes and free radicals, but neither of us are feeling radically free. If anything we’re both feeling slightly imprisoned by the damn machine and it’s righteously, rigorous regime. I’m almost becoming anti-oxidant!  And up ’til now I’ve never been anti – anything! […]

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