The Next Big Thing

It’s been a few days since I’ve been on here. There’s a lot going on with my father having exited the theatre and any lollygadding will have to wait. Thanks to all of you folks that chimed in over the past wee while. It’s greatly appreciated. Our mother was just moved into a local community hospital so we’re anxiously waiting to hear what’s happening next with all that. Things are a wee bit bit tense.

The funeral itself went as well as these things can go, even managed to shoehorn a mention of The Dahlmanns and also Elvis into the eulogy. Angela Boyd played a spine chilling “Lament for Mary MacLeod" during the service, a request made to me when I dad-sat on Christmas day. It was cool to be able to grant that particular wish.

Dealing with the aftermath is a one step forward, two back dance formation. It’s not even possible to place an ad in the local rag without encountering regulatory bullshit. We’ll deal with that later. “There’s A Piper Down” could only appear in the listing in italics, at the end. In the online version it looks daft but at least it’s in there.

Close friends and associates will recognise this phrase from “So I Married An Axe Murderer”.

Tonight is my first night off in a long time. I’ll probably be asleep by 9pm.