Three years ago!? How in the name of all that’s holy can that have been three years ago?
I don’t know whether to be more surprised that it’s already three years, or that it’s only three years!
It seems like a different lifetime, (before my stroke, before Covid, before Lockdown, before I moved…), yet there’s still a sense of “already?” was that not just a few months back?
Slippery stuff, time, all the more so as we get older it seems. My family have been away five days, seems like ages, but its ages in which I don’t seem to have got that much done.
-Watched Pink Panther on real TV yesterday, still “laugh out loud” funny at bits, although it’s the later film, where he vaults off the parallel bars and down the (unnoticed) stairs that I recall laughing hardest at (actual tears streaming down my face, struggling to draw breath).
Tonight it’s rehersal in Glasgow, so I need to practise lyrics and chord changes, and try to remember which Blues songs go back to “B” and which (arbitrally) don’t… meantime a little gentle cleaning. I have a sister coming for lunch tomorrow, and I can’t afford a bad report…
Tomorrow on IaDL : Play a Gig? are you mad?
Dalmallyfest the Asylum 