Rodent requiem

'The music block is closed until further notice'. This stark proclamation shouts at me from an A4 piece of paper sellotaped to the outer door. I read the smaller print beneath the title for further explanation. Vandalism. I sigh. Guitars have been subjected to yogurt abuse and the carpet embedded with biscuits. The destructive properties … Continue reading Rodent requiem

Fruit cake

And so it came to pass that the 'going to work on Thursdays' era came to an end. The last day dawned perfectly - cold, grey, sombre. The familiar route was travelled, the familiar stairs climbed, the familiar work completed. Her final contractual obligation, fulfilled. The¬†distinctive tones of her boss could be heard somewhere in … Continue reading Fruit cake