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Nov. 30th, 2007 02:43 pmYesterday we unplugged the studio at TPA. The remodelling is going ahead as planned, and the builders start tomorrow. We finished so late I missed the last train, and had to find a more circuitous route home.
We unplugged and stored everything: desk; patch-bays; racks of kit; monitors; speakers; computers....everything.
Steve's new business partner is an amusing young woman in her twenties. She has lots of chaps fluttering around her, trying to help her out. One of these is quite a personable young man who has just left the Royal Engineers. I gently pointed out to him that he should be a little more assertively individual when madame asks him to jump through flaming hoops.
Oh well, I shall look on with benign amusement: the young lady is evidently an incorrigible flirt, as is her wont; and which is, I suppose, proper in the young. But she really shouldn't try to vamp her elders....cynical old buggers like me see through that sort of stuff, in the same way that Old Ladies always get my number exactly: not to be trusted, but a damn good laugh.
We unplugged and stored everything: desk; patch-bays; racks of kit; monitors; speakers; computers....everything.
Steve's new business partner is an amusing young woman in her twenties. She has lots of chaps fluttering around her, trying to help her out. One of these is quite a personable young man who has just left the Royal Engineers. I gently pointed out to him that he should be a little more assertively individual when madame asks him to jump through flaming hoops.
Oh well, I shall look on with benign amusement: the young lady is evidently an incorrigible flirt, as is her wont; and which is, I suppose, proper in the young. But she really shouldn't try to vamp her elders....cynical old buggers like me see through that sort of stuff, in the same way that Old Ladies always get my number exactly: not to be trusted, but a damn good laugh.
