Get out of our dreams!


So, despite being extremely secretive about our top secret in good-not-shady way identities – we

figured it would be nice to get to know you all. With that in mind we’ll be doing a weekly diary

introducing some of our members, opening the lid on the potted shrimp jar of our history - it’s a funny colour, smells funky but is surprisingly delicious - and spreading it on toast for you all to enjoy.*

Metaphorical toast. Just to be clear.

So to kick things off, this is Granite and Glitter HQ – Hewn from solid granite it was once Cornwall’s highest peak. But somebody decided it would be funnier if that was Brown Willy so we got it at a bargain rate at a car boot in Redruth on the strict proviso we arranged transport and didn’t ask too many questions. 

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We chipped away at it using nothing but withering asides and snarky looks until we had an artistic hub fit for Kings and Queens of culture (specifically Kings and Queens disgraced in their home countries and forbidden ever to return). We’ll show you inside another time, once we’ve cleaned.

It’s somehow considerably smaller on the inside.

If you look closely you can see Millicent doing something unspeakable in the garden.

We’re going to post each Monday, starting with our bios - Millicent is first so if you want to know just why it is she can’t legally enter Switzerland and more than you’d ever want to know about her birthmark in the shape of Karl Lagerfeld† tune in next week.

We’d love to actually talk to you all so please do leave a comment or pester us on Instagram. We are on Facebook too.


*Note to the other members, can we workshop this metaphor again?

† It’s really quite remarkable.

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