He who dares wins

What a weekend. Sam stayed over at nanna's so we could do a number of things undone for a long while. No.1 we went to the pub! Whitehouses Public House, which apparently has won awards for its food. I had mussels for the starter, possibly the best starter I have ever had! Any awards are totally justified. We walked home, which took about 40 mins and was hard work (I'm used to driving it in minutes) but meant I could have a few beers.

This morning we went car booting at Hemswell to try and lose some house crap, which we did majestically. I can't believe how we set off with a car full of stuff and came back virtually empty. I did buy a concertina off the next trader along which will be on ebay imminently...

Eleanor put your boots back on...

...it's a line from a song I've been playing alot just lately, gorgeous bit of acoustic guitar, seemed quite apt. It's the first thing we will record on our transtlantic Anglo/Canadian band release!

Here's a picture of my greatest critic...

the fallen

I'm so lost at the moment. Just seem to drift from one domestic or work issue to the next. So lost and disillusioned. Work is a drudgery, I should be grateful I have such an interesting job. But I'm not. I don't know what's come over me, perhaps it's winter, I just can't seem to get motivated. Please feel free to advise and/or berrate. (does berrate have 2 t's? ) I'm really hankering after playing in a band again, missing all the fun and politics involved. I want to be noticed.

Day of Days

..... samuels great nannas funeral today, very long difficult day. Not something I deal with very well. (Does anybody? ).