Hi Phil,
Don’t think I’m wiser, just stubborn, inquisitive, wise never! The arch looks brilliant and I’ve been out in the garden all afternoon pottering about.
David played at Ronnnie Scott’s a few times in his young er days. His main audience these days is me and the cats, though we are all very appreciative. He was lucky enough to play all over Europe and the USA as a young lad.Now happy with me the cats and the cattle in the local fields.
We do have a bit of a do in the garden during summer if the weather permits, as David’s birthday in July he’s a young 75 this year.
As he’s on such a complex regime of meds we can’t really fly any more, we were just reminiscing earlier about our travels in Thailand and Laos, and a hilarious border crossing into Myanmar where the guards looked like old boys from dad’s army.
It was blistering hot and the passport workers had on leather jackets sunglasses and tried to look hard, behind them was a window with flowery curtains when diluted the whole picture into hilarity, though we dare not giggle until we were well away.
David gets tired he doesn’t rest in the day, but he doesn’t rise early, he also goes to bed late, the life of a jobbing musician I suppose.
He paces himself and does a few hours in the garden each day, in winter we have a gym to keep us going.
Football, ahhh, I am used to it, I support and make all the right noises as required, but I’m not interested at all really.
I did get to hold the FA cur many years ago, can’t even remember the occasion.
Lovey to read your post, enjoy the sunshine.
Leila