stardust and stabbings

stardust has been replaying on constant loop
in my head all day
after hearing a wonderful version
played by Paul Williamson [and the rest of the Gianni Marinucci Swing Train]
at the Paris Cat last night

 

thanks gentlemen, it was a splendid night.

and for those of you who expect dye stories here

i do have one.

a vicious needle bit my finger 

and drew rather a lot of blood

so

in the spirit of waste-not-want-not

i bundled a leaf into the cloth i used to mop the blot

blood proved its worth not only as mordant

but also as adhesive

the leaf [bougainvillea] stuck firmly top the bloodstain

but not to the rest of the cloth