(Marlborough) and (chain letters).

Ooh, hello, anyone at home? Don't mind me, just dropping in for anicecupofteaandasitdown.

So, blogging didn't really happen in June. Mybad. To catch up, in short, life is really quite good. Nuff said :)

I went away to a quaint, little town called Marlborough this weekend and stayed with my friend Emma and our other friend Jon (and Emma's family and dog and her Mum's friend). We were all drawn to this particular corner of the south west because there was a jazz festival in her town. I thought I was being slightly ambitious in comparing it to the Edinburgh Festival, in that all of the town's pubs and restaurants host live music all weekend and you wander from venue to venue supping pretty cider and having your ears entertained. However, upon reading the Festival's brochure, it seems they compare themselves to SXSW in Texas. I would agree if SXSW's key demographic was John McCririck. I don't think it is.

Anyway it was really good fun. It was nice to go away and be with people who are really good friends and not have the pressure to, like, chat and stuff. We saw loads of music, bumped into Bradley from Eastenders, befriended the dog of a former member of Fairport Convention, ate and drank, was merry, slept in a giant bed (singularly), and just generally switched off a bit. Was wonderful. Don't get me wrong, we went for free I did feel free to judge the cash paying punters, but it was cool anyway.

You know what Jo just reminded me of? Chain letters!! That is retro cool. Jo was saying they made her very upset and she remembers crying to her Mum under the pressure, whereas I think my Mum was particularly anti the chain letter movement, so mine were always a covert thing. But, yeah, brilliant! And the ones with the chocolate bars! Like an early form of those pyramid schemes that GMTV always warn you against. Anyway, I have nothing left to add to this, just something I had forgotten about.

These people were so good we saw them twice. See you soon. x