Sunday 1 November 2009

I'd spent part of yesterday reading through and timing some Schetky songs, before being entertained by a few troupes of guisers, and heading out by bike to Bill and Jo's joint birthday/Halloween party in the spectacular setting of John Thwaites's flat in Park Terrace, with its 1870s interior. Greg and I ended the night playing a variation of table tennis, where the table is simultaneously being used as a dessert trolley: you play on your knees, and the object of the game is to make amusing noises by bouncing the ball off various items of crockery and glassware while keeping it in play - without breaking or knocking anything over of course. Most of the table had been cleared by the time I took this photo with my phone, but the pumpkin on Greg's side is still glowing happily.

Yesterday I also went shopping with Susie for drumsticks, so that we can both practise snare drum rudiments on the furniture. Can't believe I've never done this before.

later
I was just about to go to bed when the skype-phone rang and I was greeted with this sight down the line from a party in Halifax. DG wasn't wearing a wig so he's not in shot ... I just about managed to play a belated Happy Birthday to Suzie on the ukulele.

Kirsty Money and Suzie LeBlanc