Someone is quaking in their boots. Fear not dear Scott.
Ann introduced me to Scott's blog. Scott lived in the same Melbourne suburb as my Sister used to. Scott and his partner have fine taste and a very nice house in Liverpool. C'mon, there is only one Liverpool. Hum along with me, Ferry, Across the Mersey. Please nobody start singing about a long haired lovers.
I heard Scott's partner on our Radio National a while ago. Scott's partner is clearly on the contact list of our ABC. Perhaps he could become a Liverpool stringer? But then perhaps our ABC does not need a Liverpool stringer. Has anything happen in Liverpool since the Beatles that might require our ABC to need the services of a stringer?
Tonight there was a convergence of matters. So when R showed my some quite humorous Katherine Tate You Chube vids, I remembered, ah, Scott is going to see her on stage.
Scott is also going to see a Miro exhibition when he is visiting London. (he has been already. See his photos) This brings me back to the beginning, because Ann who introduced me to Scott's blog asked for a snap of our Miro print.
Dearest Ann, here is the Miro. It is so old now (the frame and the mount of course), but we are very fond of it. There are many Miro works to look at online, but I can't see this particular one. I'd be interested to know the name of the work. It is dated 1927.