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Wednesday, 04 July 2007


Kind of you not to hoist me publicly with my own petard over the spelling of June! A more sensible thought - from a bit of a distance the picture reminded me a little of a certain hand printing press (I cannot remember which one for the moment) and the devils reminded me that once (as a teenager) I was a "printer's devil" and indeed also ran my own private press. Maybe I should get it up and running again.

I do enjoy your website, and envy your ability to read and comment so splendidly on so many books.

Wistful cat

I know the ballAd of Hugie Graham! Jube Tabor is a wonderful artist and one of my favourite in her genre.I remeber well my excitement at the release of her Silly Sisters album with Maddy Prior in the late 1970's, but I think that I like her work with the Oyster Band best of all.

Dark Puss

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