News so far:
We're all taking a month off. Holly's parents are visiting, so Andrew and Holly are protecting them from the various pirates and desperadoes that stalk the streets of Manchester. Andrew's become very handy with a cutlass and a flintlock, so that should be OK.
Miriam was given 24 hours to leave Manchester after breaking several public naughtiness bylaws. She's fled to the sleepy village of London and is getting settled before she decides if she can commit to sneaking back to Manchester for one rehearsal month (singers don't need as much practice as drummists, guitarerers and keyboardationists).
A liar like me belongs in the world of celluloid dreams, so I'm going to live in the majestic National Museum of Photography, Film and Television in the movie capitol of the world; BRADFORD! It's Bradford Film Festival time and I've got a press pass.
The band might be splitting into two (or maybe even three) different forms. Roughly the same line-up for each, but dedicated to a different aspect of the business we call show.
Wagons West has received it's first public airing, courtesy of
ted_souleater performing it at one of his gigs. He's still alive to tell the tale, so people can't have hated it that much. 