Death comes to all of us but for Sandy Hammersley death is coming on 8th March, in the year of our Lord, 2017.  You are all cordially invited to participate in her wake on that sad day.  She passed her wishes on to me upon her death bed via a series of strange grunts and groans and the occasional blood curdling scream and cries of “Give me Smiths Alternative or give me death!”  Suffice to say she wishes people to join her (now soul-less body) on stage, in order to regale one another with stories true or otherwise of her various exploits.

Sandy had always envisaged her wake to be one of fun and merriment, so come dressed up in a way befitting the height of imagination.  If there are any witches, shamans and other users of Magik out there she wishes you to attend, in case she is not in fact dead but under a loathsome curse.

Be there at 9:30-dead on time.