It is I - Albert, your scrib for the evening.......here to entertain you with tales of derring-do.
Pull up a chair...... for I shall show you a sight that will chill you to the bone.......Yiks !
Not since my namesake Dangerous Albert and Spotty Bum McGrew fought for the affections of Cow Heel Lou has anything been seen like this up here on't windy moors o' Yorkshire.....Eeeee Ayeee wi live life on't edge alri'te....
Grinding ! I'm 't World Champ, or I should be wit' amount I've done (and I'm only half way there)
Ladies and Gentlemen......For one night only.......appearing without safety net or wire I have for your felicitation the most scandalous evidence ever put forward to prove Damien Hirst is na' but a lad when it comes to creating art ! !
For I say unto you.....I am 'THE' artist ! I breath life into metallic ores that once formed part of this earths core............I create function from the dead and forgotten...........
Yes dear friends forget Pickled Sharks..........I pickle onions.......Drink a goodly splashin of homebrew from a metal juglington and grind engines till they shout fa mercy.......................
Oh yes !
Nah in't that reet gorgous ?
Question - You decide - Do I cut out where the Sparkington Pluglets go or do I leave finned reet ta't top..........
Thats all for now....