I am getting a new guitar, how cool is that, as cool as I look here? Well you can speculate, 
surely! This is the guitar I am getting and I am so excited I can hardly wait to play it in the garden - and what with summer coming too, it is a timely addition to the pile. It has been an odd couple if days because we are "voting" today and the lead up to an election is always stranger than most days. In my street alone there are posters for Labour; Lib Dems and the Green party - no Tory; BNP or UKIP but I bet they lurk behind their curtains, snooping on the rest of us - oops does that give me away, or am I lurking behind a curtain too by laying a false trail? And this curtain idea reminds me of something I read recently by a poet I know:Every story begins in silence. The house. The things inside the house.
Everything outside the house silent, and straining to hear
the quiet closing of a door in a
dwelling where no foot falls
And I am hoping she doesn't mind me quoting it - actually too bad if she does, that's blogging for you. Its by Jen Webb and her collection entitled Proverbs from Sierra Leone. I am also currently reading another fantastic collection of poetry, Chora, by Nigel McLoughlin - who is another friend and he sent me the most delightful hardback copy. How lucky is that, folks who send you books of poetry, people who give you guitars (thanks Neil) and fantastic songs like this to listen to - which was also sent to me. I am a lucky boy - oh and I have a new name, yesterday I was Dadobiel (I know not why but D. has a rationale) and today I became Dadorooney (cheers A.) but its nice to have a change every now and then - after all, papa was a rolling stone:
