Tuesday 23 August 2016

Look away now!

 Dear Sheddists,

LOOK AWAY NOW .... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!




 Following hot on the heels (or should I say fingers) of last week's posting I'm delighted to confirm the healing process is now well underway, as can be seen from the accompanying photographic evidence.

Both the sling and the bandaging have been shed, unveiling what looks to all intents and purposes to be a dyslexic attempt at Yubitsme, a finger-shortening atonement ritual performed principally by members of the Yakuza, an infamous Japanese criminal cult.






The sun shines


Dear Sheddists,

what a lovely day I've had with my fine young daughter-in-law to be!

Our youngest having departed with her mum on a shopping-trip treat, the two of us made our way to the bus-stop to catch an express charabanc to Birmingham.
  
Dissipating the family fortunes 

Our first stop was to the city's finest musical emporium, the legendary Swordfish

Joint founder, Gaz, was manning the tills and yet more of the family fortune was gainfully invested in his wares - to wit, one clear vinyl copy of Scott Walker's soundtrack to the Childhood of a Leader (a rather marvelous work that has already graced the wheels of steel at the House of electrofried) and the The Glowing Man in CD format, the final recording to be released by Michael Gira's current iteration of the Swans. 



 Breakfast sustenance

Our brief record-shop foray at an end our next stop was just a stone's throw away - the trendy breakfast emporium known as, The Boston Tea Party.

Two traditional English (non EU-compliant) breakfasts went down very well indeed, the perfect preparation for a good afternoon's drinking.






And now to serious stuff...

The main event of the day - a trip to the legendary, Wellington one of the finest real-ale establishments to be found in the very heart of the city.

We entered into its cool haven just before noon and safe from the midday sun began our run at the sixteen fantastic ales on offer. Whilst we failed miserably to complete the menu we did sample some delicious brews and even squeezed in a bag of two of salted nuts by way of lunch.





Moving on up

For our final quoff of the day we climbed the stairs to the terraced roof-top garden, a little astro-turfed oasis amidst the glowing concrete walls of the surrounding city centre.  It was shared by one of three pub cats and a motley assortment of pigeons pecking listlessly at the dish of bird-seed perched precariously on a ledge just above our heads.






A little light shopping

Our day nearly at an end we made one final stop at the Levi shop to purchase some presents for my daughter-in-law's birthday and a tasteful XL t-shirt for yours truly to wear at a forthcoming end of season music festival.

The perfect end to a lovely day!