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.
Fluesday
My temperature was so high I slept on the faux-leather settee. I unstuck myself at 4.44a.m. Jim looked after me and left me a get well soon note. Our wedding anniversary was food, film and a fleeting journey to the flat. I was shivery and shaky and not at all myself. Bank Holiday was fabbo … Read more