Grymoire at Hollesley 2010

Hollesley Ukulele Festival 2010

Well, what a splendid adventure awaited the lads yesterday at the Hollesley Ukulele Festival 2010! Picture the scene dear reader: Mrs O'Flaherty, having tearfully packed an enormous hamper with enough cold chicken, plum duff and game pie to feed a small army, stood waving by the porch while Mr Chives, grumbling and lumpy from summer midge bites and lumbago lent a greasy elbow to the task of securing it firmly astern the venerable but spirited Observatory charabanc. Thus, back-firing, clattering and wheezing through the Suffolk fields, scattering squire and peasant alike amidst clouds of acrid fumes and chicken feathers, our erstwhile companions arrived finally at the sleepy hamlet of Hollesley where they encountered a veritable ukulele utopia! Delightful Chinese lanterns, gaily decorated pavilions, swaying willows and curious, wry folk from the four corners of the Empire and beyond, combined to produce a most edifying and entertaining evening enjoyed by all. Particular mention must therefore go to: the incomparable Vonck and Vlam (pictured) whose eccentric and spirited performance brought forth no small amount of mirth from the assembled throng; The Toots (firm friends of The Grymoire) who gave of their very considerable all, often with the most heartfelt singing; the suave and talented Frenchman, Yan Yalego who astonished the rapturous crowd with his 'human trumpet' and last but not least the Re-Entrants who polished off the night with verve and irreverence! Various other highly creditable performers conspired to entertain and amaze throughout the night and it would be not be too large an exaggeration to say that the most capital evening was experienced by everyone!

New Single - Terry Shears - Free Download

Dear Friends of the Grymoire - apologies for the lack of posting of late - After a busy New Year and Spring, Mr Scott and Mr Shillaker have been tucked away in the bowels of the Grymoire Observatory tinkering about with whatever it is they tinker about with down there, drinking copious amounts of tea and plotting the next installment of their jiggery-pokerous chronicle . The upshot of this occasionally noisy and spider-dislodging industry, which last week involved the vicar having to be summoned at very short notice, is the production of this latest ditty by the chaps; 'Terry Shears'. It charts the sorry rise and fall of Cronkleton's unlucky, bibulous car dealer and late night chip-eater of the same name. How he embarked as a young man full of hope and stinking of Brut 33 in the 1970s, bright eyed and at the cutting edge, and how he ground to a greasy, maudlin halt twenty years later; out of work, palsied, whiskey stinking and rheumy eyed. Anyroad - enough rambling from yours truly right-click here to download your very own copy gratis! Right - off to chivvy the chaps now to prepare for their forthcoming appearance at the prestigious Hollesley Ukulele Festival!