Come on,come on, come down to the sea.

There have been no doors here for over a month. I cannot find anywhere to play the guitar. I absolutely hashed my way through "Macbeth" yesterday. This is the name I have given to the ladies guitar trio I am in. Jordi, the teacher wanted us to play the latin american tune but the ladies wanted to play "The rice pudding song". Personally, I want to play "el ultimo cancion" as in a la David Russell but that's going to take another ten years...or twenty. It's probably the last thing I'll do before I die. "Ladies and Gentlemen..." BANG.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1akRj3CTMck

Take my Word for it.

Oooeer...downloaded a 30 day trial of Adobe illustrator. This is like too much chocolate...wonderful.

It does absolutely everything. I haven't a clue how it all works.

Like I said the other day... never do up your home. Still, no cooker or sink. Now reverted to a borrowed, camping, butane, two- ring thingy.

Big police raid on the bars and cafes at six the other day. It's the best time of day in Spain to do that kind of stuff. Nobody is ever doing anything at six. They have wheeled off a large group of folk from Albania who were in charge of the poor ladies of the night (or in this case day and night) .

Crraaaaackzzz

I know I posted this before but I just came across it on a CD and see it is time to redraw it...which I will do when I can.

By the way, click on the drawing to enlarge...if you're interested. It's an old idea for a character called Maureen Chlorine who is very...what's the word? Backwards in coming forward. She should be a regular comic strip by now. She was for six months but I need booting now and then. More now than, then.