Note well... The
MBE may have been on a long break, but it is going to be
back, and different. Don’t hold onto your hats, you could
get a stiff arm. And definitely don’t hold your breathe.
But change is on it’s way...
In the meantime, the occasional piece will appear
in Unstructured
Thoughts...
And while you are waiting, why not visit my photography
exhibition Behind the Lines, Faces of Modern
Poetry at the Dreamspace Gallery, London, from
16th to 28th August 2010. Click
here for
more details.
In a lost corner of London, just outside the East End, lies
a faded bow-fronted shop. No-one ever visits, but if you
were to push open the creaking door and step over the piles
of unwanted mail, you would find, in the dust-laden
darkness, row upon row of shelves stuffed with trumpets,
tubas, cornets, trombones, clarinets, drums. Each time one
of the instruments is played, it tells a story. A different
story every time.
This is the Marching Band Emporium.