Its another blue jumper for a very blue day. Bank holiday weather reminds me of one of the first songs I ever wrote, which I can still play (though can't remember all the words) But it goes like...
We talked a lot about a lot about nothing
and drank a lot of wine
sitting a broken down bus station
just passing time... broken weather is pulling me down...
But its been 40 years so its a wee bit hazy. But the song writing has been going a wee bit this weekend, trying to get some things finished and that's a good, at least I am writing again. Writing the Bogeyman and Monsters books took so much out of me, I almost feel as though I am worded out. But its coming back methinks. So I will give April a go and see what happens but I seem to be saving up tunes without words to accompany them - and how hard can it be to rectify that for a wordsmith - sigh? Its a hard life wherever you go... Belfast got over this:
