'Allo 'allo,
A rare Monday e-mail because we're about to head off to the Old Continent and I'll be too busy sipping cappuccinos and gesticulating wildly to write. The gig on Saturday night went surprisingly well considering I could barely speak for the days leading up to it - a steady diet of honey teas, lozenges and lying prone on the sofa did the trick, and I was able to soldier through two hour-long sets with just the one coughing fit. Videos are slowly making their way online...
Otherwise we've been packing, putting the house in order, plus Gaby scored us a free dinner on a weeknight with a wedding supplier who plied us with vol-au-vents and cocktails, which I could get used to. I've-a made-a new-a compilation, and my phrase of the week is Italian for "to have a drunk wife and a full bottle", i.e. "to have your cake and eat it too". That's the plan at least!
Good luck with the wee bairn, and see you soon...
The Man with the Rubber Fred
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