This morning Baby Face and Kassandra Krossing awoke to a gift on their doormat. Comrade Post had delivered a package from France.
There was a letter, and a tiny box. The letter ran thus:
At long last I find myself in possession of this gift for you, your mailing address and sufficient reasons to leave my rural commune for town and a post office.
I send this as both a gesture of solidarity and as a thanks for an excellent blend of art, entertainment and information.
Liberté, egalité, fraternité!
We won’t reveal Comrade DC’s identity – gifts are very personal things. But we wanted to share this with you, because it would be bourgeois not to.
Here is the gift itself. It has already, in the few hours we have had it, become one of the Guild’s most treasured possessions. You will see it onstage with us at the next gig.
Here is the gift in action: