Helen McCookerybook

Papa Was A Rolling Pin.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Nature does not care where she plants a garden; even the top of a concrete post at the tube station will do.

A Ticket Inspector6:50 pm
How did you pay for your fare Miss, can I see your ticket!
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Helen McCookerybook: Music at http://helenmccookerybook.bandcamp.com Art at mccookerybook.tumblr.com I can't decide what I want to be. I thought I was an illustrator and then I turned into a musician by accident. Along the way I've wanted to be a fireman and HGV driver and it's getting too late now! I can't stop writing songs, and if I did, I'd not be able to stop drawing pictures. I wish I could play piano, trumpet and accordion. I always used to long for long blonde hair until I dyed my hair blonde and I looked disgusting. I nearly bought a motorbike (BSA Bantam), but spent the money on a bass amplifier instead and joined Joby and the Hooligans in 1977. I can't resist going into charity shops and buying clothes which I often take back the next day. I wrote a book called 'The Lost Women of Rock Music: female musicians of the punk era', under the name Helen Reddington, which is available from Amazon in paperback (and your local library) I eat Magnum Classics all summer long, and mini-poppadums all winter. In spring and autumn, I don't eat anything.

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