Back after a bout of dreadful lurgy following my holiday sabbatical home. Home by turns wasn’t so sad, but magic, idyllic- all the Raymond Briggsesque, warm family hearth of brewing parochial Englishness I could hope for.
So here I am, mid January 2019, sequestered in the studio once more,frantically staring down the barrel with less than the final two months to go before the opening. Lumee!! No more did that reality descend like a vampires teeth, than when opening the pages of the latest Hi Fructose magazine, and this rather lovely snippet confronted me.
It’s a big deal, an honor and very welcome first as things go. Thank you HF and Dark Art Emporium, a much needed sugar buzz, that other high energy drinks fail to.