Clergy Phillip says to me, “Let’s start a rock band.” “Beg your pardon.” “Your voice, my instruments. I think we could do it. You could be my Nico.” Then he says, “I’m pulling out my Gugin….” I hope you are as wide eyed as I was when hearing that. “Pulling out your what?” A Gugin is […] https://madmanknitting.wordpre....ss.com/2024/04/29/cl
