Here's your painting from last weekend's visit. Weren't we lucky that the weather was fair and we got on the beach. The Bay is so beautiful even in stormy weather- but better when we have the sun starting to shine- and you can persuade Daddy that you really need a great big chunk of Cliff-rock to add to your treasure-box.
After you all went home on Sunday, Grumpa and I went out to a gig at Mrs Cameraman's old house.
We were going to see a Clown-Punk, whom GiGi remembered from the 100 club in 1977. It looked like fun, and had the additional benefit of a fabulous singer supporting him, who had played acoustically at GiGi's shop.
Grumpa and I were looking forward to one particular song- as Grumpa plays it over and over, and over again (just like you when you watch a programme on the iphone- but he's fifty and you are three.) Anyhow- we've kind of adopted it as our song, and it has even replaced 'Wet Sands' (Chilli Peppers played at our wedding before you were a twinkle in your Daddy's eye.)
So we were particularly chuffed when the singer told us he was going to play it as a request for us.
He announced this at the start of the gig, and then also added that he was paying a special song for one of the organisers, as it was so apt for the location.
We were all sat down and the set began. Grumpa was seated next to me in the second row- and as you know he's rather tall, and the rather short lady sat in the row behind would've had a restricted view. So Grumpa went to stand- and dear D.B.H got all a fluster and offered him his seat up-front at the side, and he sat next to me.
Our song got played, and I spied Grumpa smiling a tiny bit and nodding his head (a smidge) in time with the music.
Then- the next dedication was announced- however said organiser was busy chatting in the hall-way and he missed it. DBH sat open-mouthed and chuckled slightly nervously under his breath...
The reason for this Em, is a bit bizarre really. Remember when GiGi was tasked with designing and overseeing the re-vamp at the location? I know you do, because you used to like the Mad Hatter painting particularly. Well, said organiser was a significant opposer of the brief, which caused GiGi much flak, and even after your little book was published- an anti- Carrollian link with Mrs Cameron became the 'Daily Mash'. Somehow or other, some over-active imaginations went as mad as March hares and had even spread rumours that GiGi was having an affair with a White Rabbit. The increased turn-over and end of year accountants summary were ignored, and to all intents and purposes- GiGi may have been viewed as bringing down the axe on the precarious company, rather than the reality that was holding the axe firmly away whilst carefully building it up. The Red Queen would've made sense of it, no doubt- but to GiGi- the nonsense made no sense whatsoever.
Anyhow, that's all history now- and straight after GiGi left- the Mad Hatter was painted over, the Museums Award removed from sight, and all that remans is the little door painted in a corner- that someone forgot to make disappear.
So, when the song began with the line 'Go ask Alice- whilst she's ten feet tall' and then turned out to be all about both books in question- I started to laugh.
The title Em? 'White Rabbits'...
If Carlsburg made dedications!
The main act was fabulous too- and we all left grinning like Cheshire Cats- for one reason or another.
I'll tell you another strange story in the Freshwater Circle scheme of things next time Emily. Right now I'm still chuckling.
Your ever-loving Grand-Mother,
GiGi xxx
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