That's what's left of the wall to the Marshalsea Debtor's Prison, where Charles Dickens's father served time. It's round the corner from the new and decidedly un-Dickensian Resonance studio. We're still getting used to our new surroundings, and the challenges of adapting to fully functional equipment, but yesterday went pretty smoothly, with Burning Leaves playing a charmingly mellow set of beautiful songs. Richard brought in a CD by a Scottish singer called Iona Marshall, with a song called Shell and Dye - that's me and the she-wolf, innit? Spooky.
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