Copyright © 2005 Martin Newell
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At least this is what the La Lily has found. As all teenage girls will know, if your dad says,"Look, you're a young English Rose. Your complexion is perfect...among the best in the world..you don't need foundation." just ignore him. He's lying. But what many people don't know, is that computer keyboards need foundation make up too. So why not just multi-task? While you're putting your own make up on, why not talk to your friends on Bebo? That way, your dad's ("ageing and slow..like you.") laptop can have a bit of a foundation too.Sure, Dad may wonder why the keys have a slightly matt orangey texture, but whatever? He'll eventually thank you for it..even if he's sitting there later, after you've gone to school, asking himself: " What's the f***'s happened to this keyboard?"
I am currently completely absorbed in my new writing project. Lots of poems about trains, boats, history and churches for railway station hoardings. All got to be in by end of October. This job has been sent to me by a celestial force, I reckon.
One scaryy thing:, I've scarcely rehearsed anything for the Golden Afternoon, yet. Don't worry I'll work nights.
Came across two pics recently. One of me at breakfast with Simon Armitage (top geezer and good poet) in St Andrews, earlier this year. Another one sent in by Lee Cave Berry of Cambridge (now betrothed to Sir Kimberley Rew). It shows a younger Newell, 30 years ago onstage with Gypp. See for yourselves.
Newell and Armitage in St Andrews.
Newell in red waxy trousers in Ipswich 1978