fun to crash

“just had a message from an old music friend, he’s coming over tonight for gigs, might stay a night or two, waiting to hear back.”

that’s pretty much happening once or twice a week, in my inbox, from my dear boyfriend steve. but don’t get me wrong, if he doesn’t, it’s my turn to have the friends around.

so I will soon make the list of people who for “a night or two” crashed at ours’. just for the fun and the glory of being the one that looks after the traveling few.

there we go, we start this guest book tonight. we start with a musician. kiwi. he has just arrived at my house. I still don’t know his name. he seems nice and sharp.