Chapter 189. Puddings and Hard Liquor
What a strange thing time is…
Is it linear or is it, as Doctor Who suggested, a little bit more sort of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey.
Let me explain…
When we recorded this on Monday I had already been to Liverpool, but unless you had been there, you won't have heard about it yet.
I hadn’t been on a Zoom call with a group of purples at that stage, but now I have, and although you haven’t heard that either let me tell you it was bloody lovely.
If you are listening to this on Friday then I haven’t played Oxford at all, but if you are listening to it on Monday then it has been and gone and I have played it twice.
And if you aren’t Purple, and you are running a couple of weeks behind with your TCD (sorry Lucy) listening then Christmas has gone and it’s already 2024, even though I haven’t wrapped this (last) year’s presents yet.
And somewhere amongst all that I somehow managed a blindingly good show in Sussex!
See, told you it was strange
Love’n’sockets-by-the-bed
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