The list of books I will never write is getting ever longer. Up there with “I Never Went to The Hacienda” is “The Pathetic Guide to Parenting” my handbook on how to bring up children.
Naming tracks is virtually impossible to do well. I found this lurking on my iPad and thought you needed to hear it.
We are having to adjust to a new abnormal.
This is a dying tree that we see on our daily lockdown walk. I thought it looked a bit like the way blood vessels are depicted in lungs. Sadly apt.
One of the seemingly odd ongoing scarcities that has resulted from the pandemic is that of instant yeast. I sort of get the way in which both yeast and flour ran out early on – people suddenly had plenty of time on their hands and the one thing that bread-making needs is time
I have been messing about with a idea for a crooning style song called Lockdown Lover (I’ll take intensive care of you) and this is as good as it is going to get so here it is.
It seems incredible that the concept of social distancing had never been heard of until a few days ago and now it is literally everywhere.
I have a friend that I have not seen in many years. We used to work together and whenever things got a bit much for him he would say ‘stop the world I want to get off’.
This is the further development of something I have been working on in collaboration with my son Tom who is playing the drums.
We are hearing a lot about social distancing at the moment. Like most countries in the world we are in the grip of the virus known as COVID-19. The latest variant of the Coronavirus strain somehow passed from animal to human and is spreading, relentlessly, across the globe.