'Mandy from the Dan' has been to visit, and my liver may never be the same...
We knew she was in England, and had made vague promises to have her come stay, but suddenly, there she was. Mandy's not a touristy kinda lass, but she's one helluva muso. Nights at The X, the Folly, the Oxford Folk Club and less musical-but-very-gorgeous venues (The Turf, Eagle and Child etc) followed. Somehow, (okay, never really a surprise) we always ended up locked in at the Half Moon...
Somehow, I made it into work each day. By Saturday, all we could do was sleep.
But how proud were we - Mandy has finally put her awesome talent into an album - and we have a copy!!
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