Near Ely in Cambridgeshire
Straight up the M11, A14, A10, by train from Kings X or Liverpol Street. If you want to come up first and have a chat and a look round, gaz either me or CHB.
( The Cat's Mother Not a People Person., Fri 22 May 2009, 10:52, archived)

Don't do it, it's a trap!
The HBs capture young musicians in their prime and milk them for precious talent-juice, which they then sell on the black market.

You emerge blinking in the sunlight, thirty years later. Naught but a withered husk.
( Theoban What of it, Fri 22 May 2009, 10:54, archived)

Curses!
Foiled again.
( The Cat's Mother Not a People Person., Fri 22 May 2009, 10:55, archived)

Fantastic, thanks ever so much, lady.

( Captain Wow currently being a cunt in Infamous, Fri 22 May 2009, 10:58, archived)

I'll gaz you.

( Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet., Fri 22 May 2009, 11:00, archived)

Brilliant people. Hooray for HBs.

( Captain Wow currently being a cunt in Infamous, Fri 22 May 2009, 11:13, archived)