|The glitz and glamour of the Sands Venue|
|And the view behind - Blackpool pier and the North Sea|
Something else about the north - and something I miss so much that I make a special concession each time I travel up this way - is the cuisine. Here I am eating my favourite snack for the road...
|Chips, cheese and gravy!|
Later this month I'll be at the Sands again, this time with vocalist Mark Porter.
February continued with a lovely relaxed evening at Sam's Brasserie (if you haven't checked out this sophisticated Chiswick Sunday night jazz haunt, then do so), and an incredibly up-market set or two at The Savoy, a few games of netball, a jam session without a mic (I sang loud and high for about 2 minutes before leaving the stage!) and a session at Belgravia's Boisdale with Jools Holland himself at the bar.
And my album was launched!
My quartet and I had a fantastically successful gig at the 2011 Parliamentary Jazz Venue of the Year, Hideaway. Read a review of the gig here. It was during half term, and I had not had to teach that day, so as a special treat I decided to get my hair died and curled at a Salon. The hairdresser dutifully put my curlers in which was a great idea until I had to get on a bus home and was the subject of much pointing and muttering from every single child that saw me! And it didn't stop there... when I got to the venue - with 5 bags on my back, and hair still in curlers - the manager saw me at the door and turned to her companion, muttering, "Uh oh, look at that crazy lady. I hope she's not trying to get in here!" She was quite apologetic when she realised it was me turning up for my soundcheck!
|Photo by Mark Channer|