Yesterday: a lovely Sunday afternoon by the seaside ... to be precise, hanging out with Wilko Johnson and a bunch of his mates, including the inimitable Norman Watt-Roy, Wilks manager Lisa Climie, his saviour cancer specialist/ace photographer Charlie Chan (yep, that really is his name and yep, hes heard ALL the jokes at least 100 times each so he doesnt need to hear any of them again, ever), the splendiferous Anna Chen and several other lovely peeps. Festivities included an epic Chinese meal, during which everybody ate until it hurt and everybody who wasnt driving drank until their back teeth floated. Wilks still in the comparatively early stages of recovery from his MASSIVE life-saving surgery, but hes in good spirits (though hes no longer drinking any), working hard to rebuild strength and stamina, itching to resume maltreating Telecasters in public and even speculating on returning to Game of Thrones once Ser Ilyn Payne is no longer ill in pain and hes strong enough to wield the Big Sword once more. And he thanks all yall for the good vibes.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 09:21:57 +0000