the fruits of our labour

well, perlmonger's labour, mostly.

a photograph of our "music room" is here

(no subject)

distressing - I know that every single one of my friends (or, at least, those with whom I've discussed it) is horrified by Blunkett's surreptious dragging of us all into a police state.

but it would seem that we are a minority, if this BBC Talking Point is anything to go by.