As the new year turned we spent the first few workshops in a dietary malaise of an excess of sherry and and too much turkey and mayonnaise. Emerging from this torpor we believe now is the time to write a new blog posting, truth bursting forth on the new year like a bin bag of wrapping paper bursting forth on the front path.
This week new member Helen Baker eulogised on the pleasures of working from home, James Priestman has just about finished refining his fine eco-tastic epic on the future of Earth as prophesied by a man with a trumpet, Martin Choules brought us the existential differential between the god of the gaps, Nick Barth created a found love song based on Google searches, Owen Gallagher created a welcome backwash in the plumbing in Downing Street and Daphne Gloag saw the end of the universe through the somewhat misty eyes of Mark Rothko.
It’s good to read a posting from the Pitshangers again. I trust you’re all well and got your snow shoes on!
Good to hear from you!! Yes we are all well thanks. Hope to see you in 2013. James.