From Axbridge to Australia the HoJo way: Mr Holt Press

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Mr Holt Press

Friday 16th January 2009
It was a Quiet day at the Café today.

One our fellow bloggers, Marcus from Holt Press is a bit of a budding artist, today he brought some of his work into the Café for us to hang on the wall for all to see and hopefully sell some of it for him. He has been threatening to bring it in for ages but had never got round to it, after we closed the Café it took us about an hour to reorganise all of our existing paintings so that we could fit Marcus’ work in, they take up two sections of the wall and look pretty good.
The kids went to Freaky Friday tonight, there weren’t many other kids there but they enjoyed themselves just the same.

1 comment:

Marcus said...: Thanks for the plug, both of them in fact!
I met a lady at a garage sale on Sat morning and the subject of art came up. She asked if I had any of mine on display anywhere and when I mentioned the Old Chapel Cafe she said, "You mean the colourful ones?" They have been noticed!; February 3, 2009 at 3:16 PM

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Why is Fraser not Anthony anymore????

We get asked this a fair bit from the folks and friends back in the UK, so we explain..... Anthony was supposed to be Fraser but as we drove to hospital (yuk spit) in labour we realised his initials would be FA not great from a football point of view nor another you may think of, so Mr Hojo in his wisdom decided to swap the names around. Mrs Hojo was busy and should have said no, but there you go, she was busy producing offspring in a short staffed, worse than mediocre hospital that leaves people alone for hours on end when they really should be tucked up in a half empty ward, bitter? me? you noticed. Anyhow, Fraser has heard this story a few times, more as we were visiting the relatives one last time before we left the Uk for Oz and piped up that if his Mum wanted me called Fraser them I am.
And that was that.
We started in a new country and all remembered his name, easy as pie.
So now you know.
You know what, he really SHOULD have been called Fraser, it suits. And no one will ever call him Tony, thats a good thing :o)