John Martyn R.I.P

I will leave it to others to post his music but the news today that he died aged only 60 was a shock. Of all the musicians I love I probably saw him live the most starting at The Reading Hexagon back in 1981 at the insistence of my co-student, Ivor. He (John Martyn that is, not Ivor!) lived life to the full and often his lyrics were incomprehensible but you could always be sure of a great show.

Not Seventeenth Century living

Ralph asked for photos of where we staying in Romsey. We've stayed there so often that I cannot actually find any pictures of the house. I'll have to take some next time. So instead I'll put up some random pictures of Bournemouth trees and Angels!

Happy Christmas

A few years ago we were just about to repaint the room after Christmas so we went with the do it yourself effect!

Not expecting much traffic then?

What happens when a tandem comes along?

Bus rage

Why oh why do passengers stand downstairs when there are plenty of seats up stairs. I was accused of being rude pushing past someone today as I got on the bus as I tried to get upstairs. There were probably 60 people downstairs where there are seats for 20 and standing room for another 10 -15 when there were only 10 people upstairs and seats for 40!

A poem found in my Dad's papers

Drink

The horse and cow live thirty years

and nothing know of wines and beers,

The Goat and sheep at twenty die

with ne'er a tast of scotch or rye,

The sow drinks water by the ton

and at eighteen is nearly done,

the dog of fifteen cashes in

without the aid of rum and gin,

The cat in milk and water soaks

and then at twelve short years it croaks,

the modest,sober, bone-dry hen

lays eggs for years and dies at ten.

All animals are strictly dry,

they sinless live and swiftly die.

But sinful, ginful, rum-soaked men

survives to three score years and ten.

An some of them, the mighty few

Stay pickled until they're ninety two.

Seen locally by my daughter