Which,obviously, is not like being hanged.
Our small show is up on the wall at the City Library. Nothing flash, like an official opening by some local big wig. No free booze and little cheesy things on sticks. Just pictures on a wall.
But because some of you have asked…here are a few pictures.
“Close of Play”
One of Alison’s lino cuts.
I expect Alison will post more about these, and other, pieces on her blog.
As for moi…well, I’m so excited that I may have an inheritance due. Yes! Something in the order of almost ten million dollars. Left by my Uncle Frank, who came to an untimely end in a car crash. And it must be genuine, unlike those Nigerian scams, because the letter came from a proper lawyer. In Spain.
I know Spain is in the deepest of doo-doo right now, but I don’t think this will pull them out of the fiscal fire. And La Policia might frown on such nonsense, too.
As for me…I smelled a rat right off the bat cos there was never anyone called Frank in my family. Pity. I could certainly use the money!