so sorry

to have kept you waiting.
I have been busy writing and it is sometimes VERY hard work.
But I did nip out on Saturday (shopping) and discovered there was a 'thing' going on at Devonshire Green in Sheffield - fifty yards from the city centre.


(Please note the spy on the wall at the back - she is on't phone)

I think this was the boss lady:



People in fancy dress leaping about like Gawd knows what and all that malarky. (I bet you're glad this isn't YOUR Dad.)





here are the next generation of drum bangers:



Dunno why they weren't watching Live 8 like everyone else (apart from me)
But I did pick out a Superhero...



poor old Trois Tetes doesn't know what has hit him. He is the Big Apple and is having to read THIS sort of polite notice. Meantime all I have to put up with is this: