On Thursday Night BB finished her university term. She stood in front of an audience at the Albany in Deptford – great venue -and sung with her hastily got together band.
She was messy and antsy but my goodness when she opened her gob to sing I cried, her sister cried, her father cried, her friends cried, Nathan and Jonathan shed a tear and her grandmother pledged her life savings to her.
That was Thursday.
The weather was soft and warm when I walked in this morning. St. James Park was full of tourists feeding the squirrels. There’s something about the tourist when they crouch next to the furry rodent, they all think they are the first to entice the sqidge into eating from their hands. The greedy little beggers … Read more