Writers Life; Living with Machine Intelligence

Cobbles & cogs 2020

Hi there, it is only THREE weeks until Cobbles and Cogs. Merciful Grace is polishing everything she can get her hands on. I was looking after fish for my neighbour while she moved. They were returned pronto when Merciful suggested we create a fish polisher. 

It’s an odd experience sharing my head with a machine sentience. She is very organised but, like me, a bit time blind. I have to remind her that 1:00 am is the best time for humans to sleep, not practise the ukulele. 

We will perform two sets at Duke Box’s latest entertainment idea at Cobbles and Cogs. Busk Stops are like bus stops but with music. 

I have put a set together, and lately, I have been practising on an unlikely group of musicians at the Wonston Arms in Hampshire. They have a traditional folk style sing-a-long every 1st and 3rd of each month. They are also a fantastic way to test audience participation in a friendly non-tomato throwing atmosphere. 

My latest song is ‘How will we find the missing spaceships?’ which is a folk song of ‘What shall we do with a drunken sailor?’ I will be testing it at the Busk Stop at Cobbles and Cogs on September 10th and 11th. I hope to have someone come along and film it so we can share it with the world. 

You can find me:

Saturday:-10:30-10:45 Busking at Busk Stop 2 Milestones upstairs cafe

Sunday:-10:30-10:45:- Merciful Grace will be serving up her tea time tunes at Busk Stop 1 

I wanted to be outside talking to the queues, but that was in the time of Covid, and I fervently pray we NEVER return to those times. 

Remember, you can buy your tickets here, including an annual museum pass that gets you into both days. 

I hope to see you there. 


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