It’s been a rollicking week or two and I know I haven’t
logged the Spanish adventure yet but there hasn’t been time.
Since I got back, Lou Whitney left us and that is way more
important than any of my blah could ever be. Still can’t quite get my head
around the notion that I’ll never see him again.
Then just Saturday/Sunday there was The Nomads/Sator
double header. Quite a few rock’n’roll miles on the clock and I’m fighting
against the all-enveloping lurghi. The amount of coughing, spluttering,
sneezing and worse that I’ve come into contact with in past days has made me
consider getting a flu jab. This time next week we’ll be looking forward to the clocks
going back on the 26th.
I do like me that extra hour.
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