With the warm late Spring air, fragrant and buzzing with hyacinth and busy, newly awakened insects; Mr Chives sinks gratefully into his ancient, rotting, potting shed armchair and, raising a dusty, brown bottle to his spittle flecked lips , contentedly gulps an enormous, greedy swallow of 'Thackeray's Aulde Dirigible'. Leaning forward later in a pleasant, drunken fug he scrunches one bloodshot, lascivious mincer to a hole in the blackened, tinder dry larch-lap and blearily focuses the rheumy, cataract stricken orb on the distant, recumbent form of Mrs O'Flaherty; snoozing fitfully on a creaking sun lounger near the dove cot. With wood pigeons cooing in the nearby woods he fumbles in his ragged waistcoat pocket, produces a chewed stub of HB pencil and a few scraps of paper and begins to meticulously sketch the snoring, twitching housekeeper with short, deft strokes, paying particular attention to the curve of her monumental bosom and the unaccustomed flash of ankle protruding from the hem of her rough serge, floor length gown. He will consider these etchings later at his leisure. Meanwhile in the Observatory library Mr Scott squeezes the last obstreperous imp into the receptacle on his infernal Wheeze Organ and Mr Shillaker, shattered from a busy day's futtock trimming, prepares the necessary incantations in case of unscheduled jiggery-pokery - for the night is nigh! Yes, loyal friends..at The Bull in Crouch Street, Colchester on Tuesday the 27th of April in the Year of Our Lord 2010 - The Grymoire will perform their trademark blend of nonsense, necromancy, blather and cake at the the prestigious Candle Lit Lounge in the Main Bar - the evening starts at 8:30pm and admission is free! Let the nincompoopery begin! New material will be performed and CDs offered for sale!!!!!
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