So that’s the album cover sorted. Now all I have to do is record the thing.
The morning of leaving any country after a beautiful time is always a touching period. The three Sporting Hearts delegates pulled up to the airport to catch our flight: Eugene, _SiD_ and myself (or Gino, Steo and Koki as Mirko, Eugene’s father-in-law calls us).
Gino went off to sort something out so _SiD_ and I popped down to what seemed like an outdoor airplane museum. _SiD_ is still the best rhythm guitarist I have ever seen and now a mean photographer.
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