Posted by Helper Worm on October 31st, 2008
We are able to announce the winner of this limited edition, highly coveted, hand-made silkscreen print (see image, right) signed by both Bill and award winning artist, Joe Magee, to commemorate Bill’s recent collaboration with Anne Dudley and the BBC Concert Orchestra at the Royal Albert Hall (and what a collaboration it was).
And, in no particular order, the lucky winner is…..
(French horn fanfare…)
Simon won by providing the judges with a remarkably good answer to the question:
Q. In no more than 10 words:
What’s going on in Bill’s X-Ray head?
Simon: Left untreated, the adult tinselworm responds poorly to keyhole surgery.
Simon’s signed print is winging its way to him as we speak. In addition to this, Bill has awarded the accolade of “highly commended” to two runners up who will each receive a programme from the Royal Albert Hall shows, signed by Bill. They are (in no particular order other than alphabetized by surname)…
Pat Harkin: Bill thinks “Ten words? That’s not much. How will anyone
Deborah Martin: The result of a disagreement with Anne Dudley
We’d like to say a big thank you for the cyber-sack loads of entries we received. They made us laugh, cry, emit strange noises and sometimes wonder what question it was that we actually asked in the first place. Here’s a selection of just some of the ludicrous and phantasmagorical entries:
Analysing bubbles, marginalising troubles, philosophical osmosis, musical halitosis!
I think this tinnitus is getting worse!
why are plums purple, planning a casserole, Japanese zoo keepers
badgers, bees, badgers, bees, badgers, bees…HUH!…french what?…worms
J’aime mon klaxon!
An ocular orchestral overture of obvious occipital ovation.
Bill is thinking “I’ve never seen a Womble break-dance”
Input: View on life. Processes: rotary valve system. Output: Genius
Must buy a new case for my French horn
cranium euphonium in beardium
to get that out he’ll have to root-it-toot!
the hobbits are taking over the asylum!
On the bright side, at least it isn’t a bassoon
constantly peering into people’s luggage, assessing their contents for toasties
a dog eating a crunchy pringle sandwich on a unicycle
Never argue with an emo in Starbucks
A cerebral cacophony, culminating in a crescendo of clown cars
Bill had A# (a sharp) pain in the head
ah the morphing monkeys catch my attention from within trees