Sunday, 7 August 2011
Twee Art // Hannah Frank
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Best Day Ever // The Day we Sang with Sir Paul
Following the tremendous support of Elvis Costello, Crowded House and Crosby, Stills & Nash... We waited with baited breath and giddy with excitement for one of our four favourite Beatles (don’t make us choose!) to take the stage... He opened with ‘All My Loving’ – and I don’t think we stopped dancing from then on.
Enraptured in the moment... we were convinced to Give Peace a Chance, we cried when he sang 'Blackbird', and shed even more tears during his touching tribute to John - ‘Here Today’ ...
He performed some of our most loved Beatles tracks including A Day in The Life...
Along with a healthy sprinkling of Wings hits (yes!) and his own solo material, climaxing with his show stopping performance of Live and Let Die – we were totally blown away by the incredible use of PYROTECHNICS and fireworks.
Towards the end (after dancing the night away with us) Little M fell sound asleep when Macca and all of Hyde Park sang along to 'Hey Jude'... (we can always remind him of the day Paul McCartney sang him to sleep!)
It has to be said that Sir Paul has still got 'it' - such an entertainer and an enthralling performer, the whole crowd was hanging onto his every word and there wasn't a single person who looked like they weren't having the time of their lives... Magic!
Friday, 5 August 2011
Literature Love // Edgar Allan Pooh

Bruces' Ponderings // Bon Voyage
Bonjour, ca-va, whatever... Bruce here, but you can call me The Boss.
I have a dilemma, there are suitcases in the hall, the smell of suncream in the air - and the big floppy hat is down from the wall on the landing. Someone is going on holiday. I feel envy bristling in my fur, how I long to be casting off to distant shores, to feel the sand on my paws, a gentle tropic breeze through my whiskers...
Alas, no... I am forever destined to remain in the little close where Twee Towers sits. Quelle horror! I have been informed that the ferry sets sail at noon, and Rhi and Little M shall be on it. Returning to my homeland, without me (they think I am not French, because I was born in England, but Francais is a state of mind!).
They shall sip good wine, eat croissants and fine cuisine... and I shall continue to eat food from a pouch - merde!
Lola has informed me we shall have a blast... I'll probably milk it for a bit at first, demand more cuddles, play the sympathy card, you know... Then I'll probably just spend my days perfecting my chord changes on the guitar to Dancing in The Dark for my next Springsteen tribute gig, maybe even have a read of this Poe guy they've been talking non-stop about, I think I might like him, I hear it gets pretty dark...
Anyway, I'm over it! Bon Voyage Rhi & Little M - see you next week! Off to torture Lola.
Au revoir,
The Boss x
see you next week guys! Rhi x