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What goes on in the forbidden heights of Masonic Lodges
I sneaked up to the roof after the sun rose, looked around saw no-one there and a lot of chimnies stretching off into the distance. The basement was much more fun in a spooky house kind of way, all empty pantries and various annotated holes ("pit to foundations" said one scrawl on the wall). It was better wandering down there without finding the light switches, in a "enter the darkened room on my own while the door swings shut behind me with a creak" sort of way.
One of the Stellas put a picture of the lovely early morning sky above Great Cumberland Place here along with a few other pics of the evening's entertainment.
Nice to see all you 'Lithers at the Lodge. We'll try to play outside N16 more often, though our next gig is in, erm, well, Stoke Newington. We're playing in Germany in September though, so if anyone fancies a long weekend of avant-hippiness near Hamburg, it's going to be a lot of fun. Stoatie, are you still coming to Schiphorst? |
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