We came from the Saturday's Farmers' Market, laden with veg, strawberries, bread, rhubarb tarts, and fresh spring rolls. Then we had class. Here's a fish-eye view of some of it:
Class Bits
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| Just hangin' around |
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| Or lyin' around |
Repulsing monkeys in Old Fools was next.... and a finish with arm-waving...in canon. Sort of.
Old Fools canon
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| Phil reads the last stanzas of The Old Fools |
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| You want us to do what? |
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| I'm thinking, I'm thinking.... |
Randy started setting movement to the poem about the boy in a home. Here is some of it:
New poem, new steps
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