Bosham

at sunset

This time

 Michele 

invited Ned Roberts 

Benjamin Folke Thomas 

and Catherine Williams to come round and play.

I returned to Acklam after missing out a few weeks

where I listened to (and took a few photos of) Elsa

Vive le Rose

dans le Rough Trade West.

I am slowly getting back into

 going out with my camera, this time it was an acoustic guitar duo at Rough Trade, Jim Ghedi 

and Toby Hay.

(As you see I am slowly working my way up to the noisier ones)

Bollocks to Brexit!

as we say. 

Following the poetry trail

I arrived at the Poetry Pharmacy with William Sieghart (who was also the founder of the National Poetry Day, yey!) and I was prescribed the following poem 

(and hopefully this will help to get me on the road):

What if this road
by Sheenagh Pugh

What if this road, that has held no surprises
these many years, decided not to go
home after all; what if it could turn 
left or right with no more ado 

than a kite-tail? What if its tarry skin

were like a long, supple bolt of cloth,

that is shaken and rolled out, and takes

a new shape from the contours beneath?

And if it chose to lay itself down 

in a new way; around a blind corner, 

across hills you must climb without knowing 

what’s on the other side; who would not hanker 

to be going, at all risks? Who wants to know 

a story’s end, or where a road will go?

My first outing with a camera after my operation...

 and I decided to test the waters locally at an easy event with some spoken word

 sculptures

 paintings

 and more spoken word/music performances. 

A quick listen

to some live music before my operation on Tuesday.