Paging Argentium G. Tiger…!
Argentium G. Tiger, please go to the white courtesy phone. Someone you (presumably) know is looking for you and, believe it or not, your most recent internet presence with this nick is a comment on this blog. Drop me a line and I’ll give you the deets.
By contrast to the ploughing match I posted about yesterday, here is the house band from the poshest of posh fetes.
How posh? That ain’t a brass band, son, it’s a silver band. Yes, it’s a thing.
They’re very good, actually. It’s particularly amusing when they break into an enthusiastic version of the Time Warp or sech like.
August 15, 2017 — 9:22 pm
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