Kaztigated!

Well, you'll be glad to hear I'm back from MRI after being savaged by Tony Robinson from downstairs. I don't know WHAT rattled her cage!!!

Sometimes the path of true love isn't as straightforward as it is in the folk songs I like to serenade her with.

We've got so much in common, you see. Music is just one thing. She LOVES my folk music and also is a bit of a fan of Northern Soul, although we both detest that fat pillock Maconie and love wonderful Chris Evans. In fact "Folk and/or Soul" is a kind of mantra between us, as she often shouts upstairs as a parting greeting "you miserable Folk and/or Soul".

But there IS something between us, and I'm not just talking about the 4 RSJ's and 2 layers of ceiling plaster. I'm certain Kaz is in a unique position to recognise the chemistry between us.

This is it:

CnH2n+1OH

Anyway, last time we were in Barcelona I saw her secretly taking pictures of this:



Does anyone know what she's up to?

Two Year's Old Today!

Well, who would have believed it?!

Two Years old today, and Kaz STILL hasn't rumbled the fact that I'm posting daily about our lives and doings.

She can be a bit slow on the uptake, sometimes. She thought "Willie Nelson" was a wrestling hold, for example. I think it may be the Sauvingnon Blanc which she has stashed 48 bottles deep in her flat upstairs.

Anyway, she has almost found this URL before but never quite got it right.

Here's a song I've written for her:

Oh the Deadwood stage is coming on over the hill

I'm off to Spain with a friend of Kaz's called Jill

I've got an eye for the Birds

In so many Words

It's whip crackaway

whip crackaway

whip crackaway!

Anyway, nowt as queer as folk, as they say opp 'ere.