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ASTRID Williamson, the Shetland-born singer-songwriter, is already puzzling over the cocktail-bar menu when I arrive at the hospital-turned-art gallery in London's Covent Garden.
It's not because the art gallery has a cocktail bar, which she might have thought odd enough. It's not because a hospital was deemed surplus to requirements and pressed into service for the vital function of exhibiting pretentious bilge, which she might have reckoned was pretty scandalous.See the full content of this document
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No, it's the fancy description of one of the drinks. "What does 'charged with ginger beer' mean, do you think?," she says. "Is it the same as simply adding ginger beer, plain old pouring it in?"
But don't be fooled by the lilting accent: Williamson is no island ingenue, adrift and agog in the Big Smoke. She lived in London for seven years. This summer...See the full content of this document
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