Sermonise

Just discovered what 'Simon Rees' gives as a one-word anagram. Sums it up, really. My great-grandfather was a Congregational minister, so it's all in the genes. This evening I talk to the Ladybirds at Pantmawr Inn (just across the hedge from the M4, but good, I'm told) and tomorrow it's the Cardiff Gas Board Retired Employees Association who get the sermon, in an upper room in the Pentecostal Church, so watch out for stray tongues of flame. Tristan and Boheme, which should be a good mixture of love duets and untimely deaths. I shall also hand out as many business cards for Blomefylde and the Necromancer as I can get away with - and then watch Amazon Kindle for signs of life.