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Keep the rest of us East Anglian posse informed of this new North Norfolk Scene as and when. :)

Yeah, that's what the sleevenotes say too. Just thought Martin's memory of water on the skin of a drum might be so specific as to refer to something else.

No actual drums involved as far as i can tell though, so I could be wrong.

I was wondering if it was a tune on a record called John Peel's Archive Things, which is labelled Hydro-Percussion, and originates from Malaysia. That fits with Boredoms Seadrum thing, so I reckon you might know what I'm on about... Can't find a link to a pic of the cover, but Google says...

b) field recording of African girls playing a drum while pouring water over the skin and laughing in the background - one of the strangest sounds I've ever heard I reckon I know what this is. Do you want to ruin the magic?

My understanding of economics is less than basic but reading the comments below the article has been an education nonetheless, so thanks for pointing that out.

Man, I don't care how beautiful the scenery is... that sounds like hell on earth!

He doesn't mean these boys. I checked.

That's some elegant shit right there bruv...

Haven't been since the mid 90s but Radost FX (sp?) was a nice place to sit, drink a beer and have a really decent veggie chilli.

Once it took me about 30 seconds to work out a joke made by a bloke about a message on an internet forum from a chap who vaguely knew another chap who went out with one of the Wee Papa Girl Rappers a long time ago.

A long time ago a guy I knew only vaguely went out with one of the Wee Papa Girl Rappers.

This is my favourite, for some reason. It just seems so unlikely. Although, of course, I'm sure there's a perfectly rational explanation.

I spotted Phil Collins (:slanted: ) TWICE in Guildford in the mid-80s. First time he was looking at greetings cards in WH Smiths. I got some weird kind of adrenalin rush because I'd never seen a famous person before. The next time I saw him he was trying to get into his flash car that was...

You don't have any of that skunk left lying around do you?

It cannot be denied that inefficient walkers are the scum of the earth.

Fuck that. Where's the movie?

At the risk of becoming a one-trick pony with this dog stuff: Our dog would eat tinsel every Christmas, and sometimes it was long after twelfth night before he stopped doing festive shit.

Thanks Food! I'm particularly appreciative because a few years ago I told that story onstage in front of an audience considerably larger than I would normally hope to play to, two or three songs into what seemed to be a gig that was going pretty good, and it didn't really go across very well...

OK, here's a shitting story, of the "interesting or unusual places" type. A friend of mine (and I must stress that this is a real friend i.e. a separate person from myself) was out walking the dog somewhere in rural Dorset. I guess he's a young teenager or thereabouts. He decides to climb a...