Thursday, 3 August 2017

The end is the beginning again

And then it ended, closing the Crete chapter although only physically for the memories will linger. This really has been about re-charging, writing new tunes, even if the words are still a little allusive, and spending  quality time with the kids which is getting harder and harder to do, now that they are close to flying. But life moves on and we move with it, today we move back to the wet and wild UK (or so we have been told). But things to go back to, I am playing at the Railway Roots Night, its 'gay pride' in Brighton this weekend and that's just a couple of things for starters and a lot to look forward to. But I can light a candle (drowning in a sea of wax here) to the less fortunate, the homeless and the refugees while counting my blessings that its them and not me, though I wish it were no one at all (wonder if I could fit that line round a chorus? I will sing about this on Friday, I think, and one day I might even post it on this blog - since Dan has agreed to film me recording some songs which I can post - hmm, watch this space, it might be okay. In the meantime, when we drive to the beach we car dance and sing along to this: