I was at a point in my life when I had no idea what the plot was, a brief short stumble, a sudden bout of uncertainty, it was the kind of void that I could have easily filled with drink, drugs, deviant activity , instead I found something that would provide a brief distraction from […]Read more "THE G WORD"
Dear Nige, We last met at your Grandmothers house over two decades ago, you asked me why I was driving a Golf and not riding a Harley Davidson, a good question and in retrospect I guess I should have been riding something, a Triumph Bonneville perhaps. I was in full time musician mode at that […]Read more "A REPLY TO A FOUND LETTER"
We had all left school, country boy’s let loose in the world, we fluttered about like moths, drawn to the bright lights, we were young, naïve and yet to be polluted by the vagaries of life. Nigel’s letter is a document which I believe is worth sharing, primarily for the detail it provides about the […]Read more "A FOUND LETTER"